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Walton Colliery
My name is Roland Mitchell. I worked at Walton colliery as a haulage hand. I worked alongside Percy Heckles, Alan Jennings, Phillip Casgoin and Phillip Redmond and a young lad by the name of George Bernard Shaw. We would take supplies up the tailgate of Berkwood. The tailgate was uneven and also had a very low roof where one would crouch down and walk for fifty yards. The haulage engine driver was an old man whose name was Dan, he had worked down the mine since he was fourteen. He'd only a few weeks before his retiring date and was racked with arthritis in his hands and feet. It would take him all of his time to walk fifty yards to the engine. why he was allowed to stay on at the pit was simply out of pity. The haulage engine had one lever and a button to operate it which was child's play in the right hands. there was an electric bell which would give instructions either to go... Read more
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Cold Hiendley And The Blanchard Family
I understand my father's parents were farmers in Cold Hiendley. There was a large family and my father was born there in 1879. I would like to visit one day and to find the place where this family lived. My father's education was at a Dame School and I think the religion of the day in those parts was Methodist. I would be gratful for any links anyone can provide. Thank you, Best wishes.
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The Prettiest Girl in The World
The prettiest girl in the world lived in Weeland Crescent, Sharlston Common with her mum and dad, the year was 1967, she was 20 years old. The song 'Silence is Golden' was at number one. Sheila with her long blonde hair' [Dusty Springfield comes to mind] was absolutely stunning. Thanks for the dance Sheila M.
Felkirk Church
Felkirk Church was about five miles from Ryhill and was built long before the birth of Oliver Cromwell. There he used one of the stable yards which was adjacent to the church. Anyway in the year 1959 I was become a bell-ringer at that church, Mr Stan Chant was one of the teachers whereupon he set me out a riddle which I had to solve. He said to me that when the clock upon the church struck 12 midnight all the ghosts came out from their graves but they very seldom heard it. Mr Chant gave me as long as I wished to solve the riddle but I could not solve it. He took me outside the church and told me to look up at the bell tower and said for me to study it. He even gave me the riddle once more and still I did not know the meaning of the riddle. Then he told me to go up into the belfry with him. The belfry stone stairs... Read more
What A Fright
If you have read my account as a child at Felkirk Church, I as a grown man and with some time on my hands, visited Felkirk Church on many occasions. It was on the last occasion where I went there around 15.00 hours. I recall that the dark nights were creeping in and that the Church was darkening within; having known where the light switches were to turn on the lights I decided to switch one light on which was where the font was, and then went and sat down in one of the pews within the middle isle. It was a time of reflection and prayer for me, and knowing that there was only myself within the church I was in prayer! Suddenly there was a loud noise of which I would describe as a glass marble being thrown through the air and then hitting a stone floor and then bouncing two or three times and then rolling past to where I was knelt down. It was... Read more
Ryhill Res,
Ryhill Reservoir was the place where my sister Mary took me in the summer months, mainly on Sundays, and at that time there was a small shop which sold ice cream and pop and also fishing nets attached to a bamboo cane; there were plenty of sticklebacks which one could capture and put into jam jars. There were also rowing boats where one would have to pay about five shillings (25 pence), not as though either of us had any money between us. There wasn't much to do really except to watch the ducks fly around and lie in the long grass and soak the sunshine. Lots of people would swim in the reservoir as it was quite clean. It was in 1993 when I last went there on a flying visit. It was summertime and I decided to park my car up that night and stretch myself out in the back of the estate car. It was quite foggy that night due to the hot day cooling off. I... Read more
