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  1. HPW. It's funny how my simple question has brought a flood of such interesting memories back to you. Unfortunately, I can add only a little to your stories - I was still a lad when I left Ashington so I've never had the experience of living as a 'grownup' in the town and having to endure the fortunes or misfortunes of having a pit house for myself. As a child, all I knew was that the pit provided the house, the pit provided the coal to keep it warm and every few years, my mother would repaper everything.! Life as a child seemed simple. My family lived in 5th Row and then the11th so
  2. Thanks Eggy that's excellent. Just the lead I've been looking for!
  3. Hi Eggy, Thanks for the reply. In fact I never actually lived in Bedlington - I lived in (dare I say it) Ashington. But (as far as I know) Ashington doesn't have a forum so I thought I would trespass on the goodwill of Bedlington. After all, mining families were all in the same boat. HPW has kindly told me what happened in your locality and I expect it was exactly the same in Ashington. Haffy
  4. Hi HPW, Wey aye man, ye sortinly made me happy with ya fascinatin story of aal the work ye had to dee to your hoose. Ma pitmatic mebbe a bit rusty but Aa knaa it would quickly retorn if Aa ever came back hyem. You certainly showed initiative and did a lot of hard work in renovating the house in West Terrace. Horse hair and lime plaster - wow! I bet that tested your diy skills. I'm delighted that you made a success of the job and I hope that all your hard work turned your hovel into a happy home for your family. Knowing what government departments are like, I expect they w
  5. I come from a typical coal mining family – the men went down the pit and the girls went to the colliery offices. However I was the exception – in 1949 the King decided he needed my services and I was called up to do my National Service in the army. I never returned to Northumberland except for the occasional family visits, I am now in my dotage and at such a time, one tends to reminisce and to look back at one's roots and where one came from. And there is one thing which has puzzled me for a long time and I haven't been able to find the answer. What happened to the pit houses when the NCB
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