Photo-a-Day (Tuesday, 17th September, 2019)
Lancashire Jubilee Woodlands
Is the tilt cause by subsidence
Thanks for this Alan, both my dad and my elder brother were miners at Chisnall Hall pit upto its closer during the latter end of the 1960s. I declined the offer of a ride down the shaft one day when I had given them a lift to work, just to see the cage disappear was enough for me. I was told that the chap who did the winding of the cage was the best in Lancashire, he could judge the distance and speed of travel to within a millimetre.
Walt - I recall my Grandad referring to the winding man at Chisnall Hall."He could stop wit depth of a tanner."
Interesting photo and an alert terrier.
I have always thought of the old time miners less as working men but more like commandos on a mission.
Mostly in silence. Not a vowel spoken,
As we're lowered into the bowels
Of the mine. Then forward
Into the vespertine damp,
Through echoing tunnels like minstrels
With fierce white eyes
Behind masks of dust, we trod.
The yellow shafts from our helmet lamps,
Flicker the pit like cars in fog.
Then with screaming drills
And silence broken ,
We seek the seams
Of the silver black stuff.
They certainly were the toughest breed of men to keep the wheels of industry turning, and the home fires burning. They bore their scars well, those purple,shiny badges of honour on various parts of their bodies.
Doing some military history research in my family tree, I discovered grandfathers and uncles all had scars whether above the eyes or on the arms, shoulders and hands, they all had pit scars as 'distinguishing' marks on their records. It was 'par for the course'...
Sorry Poet , not for me .
Thank you for reading it Xpat . I'm grateful for your response. I don't like it either.
I got to go down Chisnall Hall in 1960 on a NCB career opportunities school field trip (imagine that now!). I don't think there were any takers.