Polkemmit Pit

A Memory of Harthill.

In 1929 as a six year old boy it was great fun to meeet the miners coming home from the pit and to ask them for a pit piece (a pitpiece is leftovers from the miner's lunch) One day I asked a blackfaced miner for a piece but unfortunately it turned out to be my brother in law Hughie McCall, my sister Agnes Grierson's husband.
I got into enormous trouble when I got home and mum and dad found I was cadging for food.

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