The Big Meeting

A Memory of Brancepeth.

i was born 1957, so my memories are after that, my parents used to take us each year to the big meeting,where all the collierys had big banners and each had there own brass bands,they would progress allong th streets of durham loud,colourfull,proud as punch,all in there sunday best,,a fine day out for the whole city ,vilage after village all the people singing allong to the bands,my grandfather james george jolly did many drawings and paintings in oils of the proceedings,,