Tag Archives: Hartlepool

Seacoal 1953

Fifteen and I’m growing strong and Durham County is dotted with coal mines. The collieries on the coast dump rock spoil and slaggy coal mixtures by conveyor belts straight onto the inter-tidal zone. Tides wash back and forth, they suck … Continue reading

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Tom Fleck is in his second year. Time to revisit.

Why I needed to tell the story of an unknown man. Do we ever wonder about our distant forefathers and mothers, those who lived before our great-grandparents, and even before their great-grandparents? What can we know of them? Beyond even … Continue reading

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From my box of poems.

I wanted to post something today, but my writing arm is idle. So I’ll resort to a rummage among my poems. Here is a storm, still remembered: Lost Ship We saw nothing on the wind-glazed surface, nothing floating in the … Continue reading

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Why Tom Fleck?

Tom Fleck’s declaration of love: ‘You are the first gleam of dawn that swells the green linnet’s breast, and throbs his heart with joy. You are the sun at Noon, that golds the barley, and pulls the bee to the … Continue reading

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Four Tides

Four tides have come and gone since we sank my sister’s ashes into the sea off Hartlepool. Her son had brought them from Australia. We chose a rock pool where Dorothy would have played as a child. We read poems … Continue reading

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UFO over Hartlepool

Winter c. 1949, West View council estate, Hartlepool. ‘Goal!’ Rueben Wright shouted as the lop-sided football crashed into the garden gate. The metal sneck clattered as the wood of the gate took the shock and a bit more green paint … Continue reading

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