My Grandad Jim

My name is kerry & my favourite memory of coalville when i was younger is my Grandad, his name was Jim Watts. he was a coalminer for quite a few years & he was also Mayor of coalville. i remember going to the dog track with my dad, Alan & having to wait around for my grandad to come out. if i remember right after there he would go to the halfway house & 'just wet his lips' before he went home. i would have been about 9 or 10 years old at the time, i'm 38 now. i never thought i would hear myself say ' i can remember when all this was fields', i definately can hear myself saying it now. i live in leicester now but still have ties to coalville so go back to the place as often as i can. every time i visit it seems to lose more of its history as well as its landscapes. thats a great shame to a friendly little town that was a peaceful place but now its a concrete eye-sore that some people would call a business park. my sister (tracy) & her family still live in coalville