Memories And The Tunnel

A Memory of South Kirkby.

I remember the loyalty to family and friends who worked at the pit. My grandfathers (Frickley) did, my father was a fitter and turner there at South Kirkby colliery. I miss the place. I remember digging a hole with my next door neighbour Mr Brown, we found big bricks that were the outer of a tunnel headed out to the nunnery, obviously an escape route from many years past. We prised open the tunnel, it was partly flooded, a hard mud was in there. We lived at 37 Convent Avenue, South Kirkby, when we left 18 Nov 1969 to leave for New Zealand how exciting it was, but how I would miss the place and friends. I was 15, now I am 56 and I still remember the old town, may God bless the place.