HIGH PIT WILMA

We had ti hide in wa tree camp owa Knox's field,cos if we had tried thim oot in the street,P.C.Mann would o' clipped us and howked us doon ti wa mutha's,fo'anotha howkin'...! P.C.Mann knew aal the locals in Bedltn,proper "Heartbeat country" was it not...nae cars....on thi beat!

A tried when a was ten years aad,wi thi big lads,and fell oot the tree camp where we were experimenting wi a box o tabs that we fund in the street,a was coughing and chowkin',and vomited me guts oot...being polite to describe the scene! Nivvor again did a try!! Best lesson a ever larned as a laddie!! That's hoo aam a millionairre noo!!

Mickey,here's one of wor Jackie,sitting on he's cage....[an orange box...we were hard up in 1974!] Me Wife's been delving through aal the aad albums ti find this one! She recalls thi time when aa was at the pit,in backshift,and a neighbour came ti tell her that Aad Ernie Moore,[a lovely old fella],had caught jackie,amang he's strawberry patch...he wasn't raiding them,he was flown oot,wi thi wind,and was desperately trying ti lift off but couldn't..this was doon the allotments behind East Terrace,at Stakeford..aroond 1974-ish. How she is sure of thi year is because she went doon ti seek Jackie wi wor youngest Son,in he's pram,and she brought him back in he's orange box cage, and wor Son was 1 year old in 1974. There she was,pushing her treasure along in he's rolls royce,wi an aad orange box on the top cover...as yi dae ,like...!![mind,it WAS a Jaffa orange box!! Happy days!

Ye cud be reet theor noo,aav put me order in for a wil... -warmer as weel!![smaal,like the bootees!]

A gotta give a big plug for Taylors seafoods,at North Shields,they have given me a lot of support in the way of fish offal,heads etc,for Percy,cos he's been feeding on cheap dog food since he was a a babby,whey he is two-and a haaf yeors aad noo,and needs fish oil in his diet. Thanks Tony at Taylors seafoods!

...a wus jus syen...a wus jus syen......a wus jus....................................................................................................!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Heh heh,Pilgrim,wat a wit!! Me Wife's knitting a nice little coat and bootees ti keep him warm....cos she feels sorry for him sittin oot there in the caad...!! Pity aboot the video,aav got sum real funny ones!...wi Percy and Jess...that is..!!

So,aam not allowed ti upload,then when a put sum pics up,me text has repeated itself in me last post.......queer gaanin's on heor noo! Aav spent the last haaf hoor typing a story aboot Percy,and it said a wasn't permitted ti edit this topic...!!....a wasn't editing owt...!! Tha's nowt mekkin' sense ti me heor noo!

Many thanks Foxy!! You pulled me oot thi hole!!...much appreciated. Well,let's see if Little Black Jess, and Percy the Herring gull will perform for you!........

Many thanks Foxy!! You pulled me oot thi hole!!...much appreciated. Well,let's see if Little Black Jess, and Percy the Herring gull will perform for you!........ Hmmm.....error message saying I'm "...not permitted to upload this kind of file." [it was a video clip of them both] Let's find a decent pic...!

Hoo can a post a pic of wa gull and Jess tigitha.....please?

Hi folks! Mickey,your story is really sad but fascinating at the same time. I wouldn't want to steal your thunder,but can I relate a very similar story? Around 1954,when I was aboot 10 years aad,my older Brother,born on the same day,was aboot 13 yrs aad. One day he came in wi a babby jackdaa [as yi dae like..],and we caaled him "Jackie". He was put in a cardboard box under the kitchen table,for a few days,ti get he's strength up,and he's feathers sorted oot.[they were aal scraggy and wet wi being blaan aboot in thi wind and rain.] As time went by,he quickly grew inti adulthood,being fed aal thi time from me Faatha digging the big back garden,at Hollymoont Square,and feeding him wi worms etc. He went oot in the early mornin' when ma Faatha went ti thi pit,and used ti come back and forward aal day lang,as soon as yi went inti thi garden. Noo!...wa neighbours used ti [smiling........!],tell me Mutha "wi had ya bord in wa bedroom again this mornin...on the dressing table....tryin ti pinch trinkets..."![gaan in through open windaes in the summer days!] A bet they were really narked,but didn't waant ti faal oot wi me Mutha! Jackie came in ivry neet and went inti he's box hese'll When aboot a year and a haaf went by,me Brother decided he wud mek a wood cage for him,wi plenty room ti move aroond in,and perches ti stand on. Away aroond ti Smail'ey's shop,and one plywood tea-chest later,he started wi a pit hammer and pit nails,ti mek the cage. Me,in the meantime went wi thi lads doon ti the Barn'tn tip,ti get bullrushes,ti sell aroond thi neighbours,for ornamental purposes.[we got nae pocket money so we had ti work for owt we got!]...a was aboot 11 yrs aad...a bit more.....maybe! Wat 'rushes we had left,we used ti soak in parrafin,and light them,and throw them up in the air,etc etc...generally just playing with them. Whey,this day,aa came yem aal excited,wi a greet armload of bullrushes,the most we'd ivvor gotten,cos ye were risking ya life in the slecky waata,ti get thim,when yi couldn't swim!! A remember throwin' the wesh-hoose door oppen,and shoutin' in ti me Brother,[who was on the floor hammerin away at the cage..],"Youngin',luk wat aav got...!" A also remember vividly,HIM,shoutin'..."shut thi door man...."....then me glancin' up ti the shelf,and seeing Jackie taking flight,at precisely thi same moment that he kicked the door shut,with he's foot. Aam shudderin reet noo,recalling seeing Jackie being trapped by his neck,near thi top of thi door,and falling lifelessly,to the floor. A ran like a rabbit,inti the hoose,up thi stairs,and inti thi bathroom,locking the door behind me,wi me Brother screaming at me he was going to kill me... A stayed there till me Mutha came and made me come oot. We buried him at the bottom of the garden,beside our other pets that had gone. As thi years passed,and my two sons were very young,living at Stakeford,we had another Jackie,for about a year,and I canna mind what happened to him....we had countless birds of all breeds,brought to us by the local kids,cos they knew we looked after them. At one time we had a baby song thrush,and a babby sparrow,at the same time ,kept in the same cage. As they started to grow,the thrush used ti cuddle up ti the spuggie,wi it's beak open,thinkin thi spuggie was it's mutha! When it was fliggyin' time,we had to gradually stop the hand-feeding process,and take them roond ti thi allotment,ti try and get them into the wild,safely. They stayed in thi hedge for weeks,and every time me Wife went roond wi thi weshing,ti hang it oot on the line,they would both fly doon ti me Wife's feet, beaks open,and chirping away like hell! Noo,we've had a handicapped herring gull,who has one deformed wing,[canna straighten it oot],for nearly two and a half years. He's gone through two moults,and is just startin his third moult noo,smaal feathers aal owa wa garden...yi cud mek a duvet wi thi amount he chucked oot last year!! He struts aroond thi garden,chases the sparrow-hawk ,the neighbours cat,and the crows and jackdaws oot,but leaves the small birds alone. He feeds cheap dog food off wa dog's food knife,by hand,wi his head aboot a foot off little black Jess's head,[wa labrador /cross],who feeds at the same time![one for him........and one for him......!] It's better than telly-watching,when yi see the antics of these two in the garden! It's very committing looking after animals and birds like this. A think we must be crackers!!

Ozzrahog....sittin' on a log....lookin' fo' a frog....sittin' on a log....ozzrahog......sittin'............! Thi divil cums ti bedltn....lukkin' fo' a fish........but he didn't fiind any.............. Wait till a tell thi mad ginger geordie drummer!! ....and a mighty BIIIIIG WELCOME ti thi forum............!

Also Sprach Zarathustra....!!

Puddlaa's Raa,Maggie,it was the syem place,only posh gadgies caal it "Row"!!!!!!![Aaaah Maggie,ye knaa me!]

Miracles can be implemented immediately........!.....the impossible may take a wee bit longer....!!!!! God is in an Analogue domain....the Analogue/digital incompatibility displays it's weaknesses at the Pearly "Gates"......Truth tables go haywire....... ........God needs re-inventing....!

Malc,I am a long time old muso,but never heard of Spike. THAT is the most awesome-sounding track! I fully expected Mick starting up,with Keefy's slide axe following![backing is spit of Nicky on piano,Charlie and co ....ghosting for Spike!] Off-topic,but it blew me away!! God created some wonderful talent amongst us! Thanks for posting,it did mankind a lot of good....Bigg Market..etc!

Mods and Rockers aal owa again....![if you get me jist..!]

A bit late of finding oot,but hope ye have had a very happy birthday,Merc! Ya still a skittering yung ched wi a snotty nose,yit,man youngin! Aam a teetotaller,but if a was a drinker,a wudd've bowt ye a pint forst time a seen ye,ti celebrate! AAL THI BEST MATE!

Hi Maggie! It's a 1960's Royal Enfield 500cc single, Cafe Racer,from the days when you put a record [45 rpm vinyl disc...for the unititiated!],on to the Jukebox,in your local cafe,then raced through a set route around the town,and had to get back to the cafe,before the record finished playing. Considering most records averaged just over two minutes,if you were lucky,it was a feat in itself!....and one of the reasons why bikes are now restricted to 125cc for learners,we have to wear crash helmets,etc,and speed limits rediculously slow in some parts ...because of the tragic results of some of these activities. I know all about it,and watched my mates do it,[and strangers in other towns..],but never did it myself,it was a cult follower thing,and I have never in my life,been a "follower"...I am a Leo...!! [i do my own thing..] Ye aalwis get a story heor,ye knaa ,Maggie,a canna just answer ye wi two words!

Hi,Maggie! As I think,[not sure!],I mentioned was it not the Archbishop of Canterbury,or sum very high Church official,[sure it was him!],when the big Tsunami struck and wiped out thousands of people,This Church man said the catastrophe actually made him question his own faith in God. I think he must have been,like all of us,so overwhelmed with grief for these poor people,that the remark slipped out,and was plastered all over the media,the next day. He then appeared live on a debate,and again,said how he felt,without shame,about his faith. This is checkable,and not just wild journalistic licence,this was from the nag's gob! Disasters like that must surely make everyone wonder where God was,but,as I always say to my Wife,ex-catholic,with no faith in God whatsoever after the tsunami,...."Suffer little Children..to come unto Me.." That is the famous answer,to get God off the hook!

Heh heh,Adam,that soonds like it came stryght from aan aad pitmmen's gob!! Methinks some things rub off onto wa offspring withoot wi realising it!! Nice one Marra![ we aal knaa it's ownly a bit o' banter....divvent wae?]

Spot-on again Maggie! You will always have the negatives,part of physics.....pity,I always see a glass half-full! Too many dooners,we only have one innings,we shud be grateful for having the best County in Britain..! The only people who pull it doon,are those who haven't even been aroond and seen hoo luvly it is...away from the pub! Was waaking little black Jess doon the Wanny river the other day,[another luvly place for families wi kids],and got on,as ye dae,taakin ti a stranger with her little dog. Luvly lass,she had her own place over in Spain,somewhere,for a lot of years,and has recently sold it and started to holiday in this Country,with a touring caravan. She and her husband were blown away with the Lake District,for starters,but didn't know where the best places north of Ashington were. They were going to go up the east coast of Scotland,in the summer,but my Wife and I advised them,that it has to be the Cheviots ,first,cos they liked walking,then go up the West Coast of Scotland. We toured this country length and breadth,for over twenty years,[never been abroad,or even on a plane,except Concorde,but that's another story!] and have never had the inclination to want to travel to Spain,or wherever,and spend a fortnight in heat so intense that it would kill me,and lie lazily by a pool,or the beach. What suits one,doesn't suit another,but when I used to go up the Glencoe pass,or go over to Skye,or Mull,or Fort William,it used to beat me,when I came back to work,and marra's who had been abroad,had a fortnights bad weather,or it was too hot,and they had to stay in the shade...usually a pub! Me being a tee-totaller,and a walker and hiker,who loves nature,failed to see the attraction of other countries,when ours is the most beautiful,cos you can go into it without an armed police guard,or don't need to be a mountain climber!!

Howway Tony,leave the pits oot o' it in that context,if it wasn't for the miners,none of you would have had ships to sail in,only canoes,and you wouldn't have any bullets to fire........ Coal fuelled the industrial revolution,at a cost of thousands of miner's lives,including kids as young as six years old,in the old days. Let's have a bit of peace and respect,and carry on argying just the syem.....!!