Waterhouses Bleak Winters

A Memory of Waterhouses.

l remember the pit tubs running under the houses to the colliery where my dad worked down the mines, and when we used to chuck his snap over to him when the tub ran past. Also remember the bleak cold winters when it snowed and we had to dig our way out of the snow to get out of the front door. Also to get to the toilets, which were outside in the yard - some times it was that cold in there, icicles used to hang off the walls and the roof. Down the road from the cemetery we used to sledge down to the bottom by the institute - my dad used to always jump on - most of the time l came off and ended in the ditch.

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