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ADVERTISING IN THE FIFTIES & SIXTIES

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I’ve started so I’ll finish.  Now I’m on a roll as far as the idyllic life in the 1950’s – 60’s when all was innocent.  Not really I’m sure, it just seemed that way but as always we tend to look back and only remember the good times/things and push to the back of our minds the bad things like no central heating which meant getting into a freezing cold bed at night and getting out of a warm bed into a freezing cold room in a morning, sat in front of a lovely coal fire watching the flames flickering, but forgetting that our fronts would burn while our backs would be cold from the drafts through the non-double glazed windows.  But enough I hear you say, get on with it.  I can clearly remember our first television, a huge thing with a tiny screen and as well as the programs, I clearly remember there must not have been enough programmes to fill the whole day and so there would be long gaps between the programmes which would be filled with ‘intervals, short films of such exciting things as ‘a kitten playing with a ball of wool’ or ‘the potter’s wheel’ being two I can vividly remember,






but the best one was ‘from London to Brighton in 4 minutes’ by steam train.  Then of cause there were the adverts, and these were before fair trading or advertising standards so advertisers could and did claim all sorts of non-sense such as Craven A cigarettes which stated “will not burn your throat” So I thought I would again perhaps prompt a few memories with the following.  Fruit gums,“Rowntres fruit gums yum yum yum, six fruity flavours for my tum, don’t forget the fruit gums mum”.

Rowntrees were made to change this ‘jingle’ for it was felt that it put too much pressure on mums, so they changed it to “don’t forget the fruit gums chum” but this never caught on.  As kids I remember we used to chant “fruit gums fruit gums yum yum yum, six fruity flavours up your bum” (snigger, snigger) - Murray mints, “Murray mints, Murray mints, the too good to hurry mints”. - Pepsodent tooth paste, “You’ll wonder where the yellow went, when you brush your teeth with Pepsodent”. - Esso blue paraffin, “Bum, bum, bum, bum, Esso blue”.

Coates cider, “Ohhhhh, Coates comes up from Summerset, where the cider apples grow”. – Polo, “The mint with the hole” the TV advert I remember most for Polo showed a flying saucer.

Rael Brook shirts, the advert was of animated shirts dancing with the lyric “Rael Brook, Rael Brook, the shirts you don’t iron”.  Who could forget the Brook Bond PG Tips chimpanzees tea party. - Horlicks malted milk drink which claimed to help you sleep “Horlicks, the drink of the night”.

Robertsons jam, “Look for the golly, the golly on the jar”. - Omo washing powder, “Omo adds brightness to cleaness and whiteness”.

How true it was I don't know but bored women were said to put a box of Omo in the window when their husband was at work to signify Old Man Out! - Daz washing powder “Daz washes so white you can see the difference”. The White knights advert showed knights on white horses who would travel round giving away five pounds to housewives who showed them a packet of Daz. – Strand cigarettes, “your never alone with a strand” this slogan cost them dearly as the advert showed a guy in a raincoat standing in the shadows of a dark alley, sales plummeted due to the scary advert

Fry’s Turkish delight, “From the fabulous east comes this wonderful feast, Fry’s Turkish delight” displayed by a group of young women dressed in belly dancers costumes. – Mars Bar, “A mars a day helps you work, rest and play” (but they never told you about the rotten teeth and obesity) - Fry’s five boys chocolate bar, “Five girls want five boys” in today’s lifestyles this advert would have a totally different meaning!

And just to end on how about, Barrs Irn Bru, “Made in Scotland from girders”– Tizer, “The appetiser”. - Jubbly orange drink (better frozen) the catch phrase was “Lovely Jubbly” before Del boy as well. – Well there you go that’s it, so to leave you with “tell em about the honey mommy”  so till next time,
Don’t bang ‘em about
Blossom.

THE GAMES PEOPLE PLAY

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I have decided to continue with my ‘growing up in the 1950’s theme’ (mainly because I have nothing to blog about boating this time of the year, but plenty of time on my hands) I will start by stating the following, Jack on the mopstick, Tickey light, Tickey ball, Statues, Kick the can, Stretch, Tipcat, Leg cricket, Jacks, Chuckin arras, Bombers, May I, Killer marbles, Follaron marbles, Flickers.  If you haven’t a clue what I’m on about then the rest of this blog probably won’t mean anything either.  Of cause I am talking about how we used to entertain ourselves back in the day with ‘street games’.  Mind you the streets were much safer back in those days.  Main roads still had a fair share of traffic, but the side streets where we lived were really quiet apart from the occasional car (quite rare) an electric milk float, horse and carts  carts, delivery vans (bread, wet fish, vegetables, etc.). This made them an ideal place for us kids to play, getting you out of the house and from under your mother’s feet.  The other think being, because of living in such close knit communities everybody knew everybody else and all kept an eye on ‘the kids’ shouting at you if you got a little rowdy or out of hand “I know who you are ‘your name’ I’ll tell your father” or “get down your own end of the street” As well as all the usual games like cricket or football in the street,  we also played a wide range of street games handed down from generation to generation.  So here goes, firstly as with all the street games, either two teams would be chosen or someone had to be ‘it’ and this was always decided by ‘dipping’. Everyone who was playing stood in a circle facing inward with both hands in front of them with clenched fists. The person picking ‘it’ who also had two fists out in front would hit each person’s two fists in turn with their fist while chanting a short ditty such as “one potato, two potato, three potato, four. Fivepotato, six potato, sevenpotato, more. Whichever fist was hit with ‘more’ would be held behind that persons back then the cycle would continue until there was only one fist left and so they would be ‘it’. Another ditty that was regularly used in the same way was “Ip dip sky blue, it is not you” we used a more popular version which went “Ip dip dog shit, you are not it” I think this one was the most popular as well as the shortest, but I think it was just an excuse to swear!Picking teams would usually be by the person who’s game it was and he would choose the other ‘captain’ the rest would line up against the wall and each captain would take it in turns o pick a team member.  Jack on the mop stick, his was quite a brutal game and was banned in most school playgrounds.  One team would start by being ‘on’ and one member of this team, the pillar’ would stand with their back against the wall, the next team member would face them, bend down and put their head between the pillars legs then wrap their arms around the pillars thighs, followed in turn by each member of the team joining on the end until all team members were bent and locked together.  The second team would then run at the ‘mop stick’ and leapfrog onto their backs, followed by the rest of the team in turn until all the second team were sat on top of the first team (like jumping onto a horse back) the idea of the game was to make the ‘on’ team collapse from the weight in which case they would be ‘on again until they managed to withstand the weight then the teams reversed their roles.  Tickey light played in the dark with a torch.  The person who was ‘it’ would count to 100 while everybody else ran off, then they would go in search and if they saw someone would shine the torch at them, killing them until all persons were killed. Tickey ball, basically the same except the person who was ‘it’ had a ball which when they went in search and found someone they threw the ball and had to hit them to kill them.
Statues, The person who was ‘it’ would stand on one side of the road with their back to the rest who would be standing on the other side of the street, you would creep towards the person who was ‘it’ and when they turned round you had to stand still like a statue, if you moved and they saw you the would send you back across the street to the opposite wall and start again.  The idea of the game was to reach the person who was ‘it’ and touch them without being caught out.
Kick the can,   for this game all you needed was an old tin can which would be stood on the floor at a given spot.  One of the players would kick the can as far as they could and everyone ran off to hide.  The person who was ‘it’ would then walk to the can, pick it up and then walk backwards to place the can back on its spot.  With this achieved they would then go searching for everybody in hiding.  If they spotted you they would run back to the can and bang it on the floor three times shouting your name and “Tin can a lerky 1,2,3” you were then dead and had to stand by the can.  This process continued until everybody was dead, however at any time one of those hiding could sneak up to the can and kick it again which would release all those dead and the person who was ‘it’ hat to walk and pick the can up and place it back on its spot and start all over again.
Stretch, This game was played by two and required the use of a knife (most young lads carried a pocket knife of some description in those days, but unlike today was never used as a weapon but for carving pieces of wood or cutting branches etc.) Standing on a grass patch facing each other about a yard apart with your feet together, the first player threw the knife and tried to stick it blade first in the ground by the side of the opponent foot.  They would have to put their foot up to the knife then have their turn. Gradually your feet became further and further apart until you could not stretch any further and would fall over losing the game.
Tipcat, This game involve the use of two pieces of wood, usually made from a council beech fencing pale cut into two one about 8 inches long with each end whittled to a point (like a pencil) with your pocket knife, this was known as the cat, the remaining pale becoming the bat.  The cat would be placed on the floor and the end hit with the bat causing it to flick up in the air, as it was in the air it would be hit again with the bat(like baseball) and knocked as far as possible.  The distance was then measured in strides to the cat which would be your score, with each member of your team’s scores being added up at the end.  You could increase your score by, when the cat is first flicked into the air, if you could hit it up in the air a second time your score wound be doubled, trebled etc., however if you failed and the cat fell to the floor you scored a duck! Flickers,Picture cards could be collected for free from all sorts of different sources such as Bazooka Joe bubble gum packs, cigarette packets usually kings & queens or footballers etc., Brooke Bond PG Tips tea also contained picture cards of butterfly’s, fish and birds.. The game was played to win more cards (more usually to lose the lot!)  The game was played ‘up the wall’. You each took turns to flick your card towards a wall and try to get as close as possible to it. The person with the card nearest the wall took all the others.  However if your card landed on top of another card you won that card. Leg cricket, required a cricket bat, usually cut out of an old floor board or similar.  The ‘it’ would stand in the middle of the road and everybody else stood round in a circle.  The ball would be bowled underarm in an attempt to hit the batsman’s legs and the batsman would play a defensive shot.  As the ball came back out, or if missed went past the batsman it would be picked up by whoever it went to who would then try and get the batsman out.  Speed was essential in this game to defeat the batsman.  Jacks, this required six pebbles of equal size or a favourite was a clay roof tile broken into pieces then rubbed on the concrete to shape the pieces to the size of a postage stamp and smooth the edges, having one jack slightly larger, ‘the catcher’ (taking several hours to make a good set) five of the ‘jacks’ were held in the hand, thrown up and caught on the back of the hand.  The number of jacks you managed to catch on the back of your hand decided how many you had to pick up at a time.  The five jacks were then all gathered up and thrown to the ground

Chuckin arras, (Throwing arrows) required a 2’-0” length of bamboo cane (pinched out the garden) a 3” oval nail, a 10 cigarette packet, stickey tape, a 2’-0” length of string and your trusty pocket knife.  Push the head of the oval nail up the one end of the cane leaving about half showing then tape into position.  Now sharpen the point on the pavement concrete Use pocket knife to split other end of cane into four splits about 3” long.  Rip the front & back panel out of the cigarette packet and slide them into the cane end splits (like dart flights) leaving about 1” of the cane protruding.  Hold four splits together and wrap in stickey tape.  Tie a double knot in one end of the string – job done.  Knot end of string wrapped round shank of arrow just below the flights then loop the string over itself to trap the knot (works similar to ‘thumblining’ bottom gates open) Wrap other end of string around fore finger of throwing hand so that the string is just short of the length of the arrow shaft.  Hold arrow shaft like throwing a dart with the string held taught to the knot.  Lean back with arm outstretched behind you and throw the arrow Loose the arrow at the ultimate point and off it is launched.  Used for aiming at targets, garage/shed door, tree etc. or to see who could throw theirs the furthest distance or the most dangerous who could throw theirs the highest (don’t forget they come back down)
Bombers, Two matching bolts and a nut (about 1/4 “) a box of mothers kitchen matches.  The nut is screwed half on the end of one of the bolts, the head of a match is shaved off with your pocket knife and put into the end of the nut.  The second bolt is fastened in the opposite side of the nut and tightened, trapping the match head between the two bolts.  The ‘bomber’ is then thrown at a hard object like the wall, road and pavement causing the match head to explode with a very loud bang and usually blowing the ‘bomber’ apart.  After finding all the parts the ‘bomber’ would be re armed and used again and again.
May I, a player is " it" and they stand on one pavement, whilst the rest line up on the pavement opposite. The person who is ‘it’ shouts to the others, one at a time, what is shouted makes them do different actions, that will move them across the road and toward the other side of the road.  When given a command, you must remember to ask "May I", if you don’t you have to go back to the start. The first person to reach the person who is ‘it’ wins and becomes ‘it’ for the next game. The commands used were: Pigeon Steps, Bunny Hops, Cartwheels, Watering Cans, Lampposts, Giant Steps, Rolley Polley's. Most of these are obvious, pigeon steps – small steps, bunny hops – hop like a bunny, cartwheels – cartwheels, but a couple may need explaining.
A Watering Can is where the player spits as far ahead as they can and then moves to the spot where their "gob" landed. A Lamp-Post is an action in which the player lies down on their front, reaching out their arms ahead as far as possible. Then stands on the spot to which they reached. And a Rolley Polley is simply a forward roll. The commands may contain multiples such as 3 bunny hops or 2 lampposts etc. Or even a mixture “do a bunny hop and a lamp-post" And don’t forget the reverse tactic such as "Take 3 Bunny Hops and 6 backward pigeon steps! A licence for all sorts of mayhem and fights.! 

Marbles, games played with marbles were varied and numerous but some things were common.  Marbles came in two types and two materials.  You had glassen (glass) marbles and ironies (steel balls out of large ball bearings) and the two sizes were a normal playing marble was about 15mm diameter, while a larger aiming marble known as a fobber was about 20 -25 mm diameter some people would not  play against lads who had ‘an iron fobber’ for fear of them breaking their glassen marbles.  Follaron marbles, (Follow on) First player rolled their marble off as far and in whatever direction.  The second player then tried to roll their marble to hit their opponents.  If they did they won that marble if they missed the first player had a choice of either rolling away again or they could turn and try to hit their opponents marble.  I have known this game go from one end of our street and back again many times.
Killer marbles, There was another game played with marbles called killer which involved digging several small hollows out on a patch of dirt and throwing marbles in various of the hollows but for the life of me I can’t remember the details, boo hoo. I still have a little bag of glassen marbles somewhere, can’t find them though (So it’s true, I really have lost my marbles!)
British Bull Dogs, Ip dip a poor soul to be "it" they stand in the middle of the road.  All the rest line up against the garden wall.  When the person who is ‘it’ shouts "Bulldogs" everyone rushes head-long for the opposite wall on the far side of the street.  The person who is "it" has to try and stop one of the players and lift them off the ground.  If they succeed, the player caught joins the catcher in the middle.  As more players are caught and lifted off the floor, the number of catchers increases as the players dwindle away, until one is left, the winner.  Obviously this game can get a little rough with fight regularly breaking out.  As you can see from the above games, they bred tough kids in The Black country, as well as any areas where these sort of street games were played and the other point worth noting (parents of small children approaching Christmas) they cost nothing!  I am sure that most kids of today, if you tried to get them to play these games you would just receive a blank look, for if it isn’t hand held electronic has all singing and dancing lights, bells and whistles and the only exercise is through your two thumbs, then they would show no interest at all, and besides you would probably be stopped by mamby pamby rules of ‘non-competitive sports only’ ‘encourages violence’ etc. etc. instead of good old character building learning to be competitive in life, wanting to be a winner. Ok ok rant over,  well that’s it again, a bit of a long one but until next time .
Don’t bang ‘em about
Blossom.

MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ALL MY FOLLOWERS

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Well tiz the season to be jolly, so as I am not going to be doing any boating, I thought I would wish all those followers a very merry Christmas, and for a bit of fun I thought I would post a Christmas canal picture quiz. So get your thinking hats on and take a look at the following photos and see how many you get right.  
Blossom.
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There are 23 altogether so best of luck and I will post the answers in the new year. So till then, hope you enjoyed the fun, and as always,
Don’t bang ‘em about

CHRISTMAS QUIZ ANSWERS

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Well I’m most disappointed, not one person had a go at my quiz, but as promised here are the answers.

1 The Groveland aqueduct carrying Brindley's old canal over the Netherton Tunnel Branch. Here a two channel stop lock was installed where boats were gauged for tolls, there used to be a toll office on the central island which, like all of them on the BCN, has been demolished.  What is interesting is the small building on the tunnel end of the island and the large pipes connecting it to the upper level.  This used to house a water turbine turned by letting water drop from the old to the new main line, generating electricity for the lighting system through the tunnel, some of the insulators are still in situ through the tunnel.

2 The Northern portal of the 2880 yard Harecastle Old tunnel built between 1770 and 1777 The tunnel suffered subsidence in the early 20th century and was closed after a partial collapse in 1914 Inspections of the disused tunnel continued until the 1960s, but since that time, there has been no attempt to investigate the interior of the tunnel at any significant distance from the portals.

3 BCN Head offices. The 1773 Paradise Street Branch split off the new main line at Old Turn Junction and headed through Broad Street Tunnel, turned left at what is now Gas Street Basin and under Bridge Street to wharves on a pair of long basins.  Known as Paradise Wharf, also called Old Wharf. The Birmingham Canal Company head office was finally built there, opposite the western end of Paradise Street.  These offices were demolished in 1913 and the canal in filled in 1931

4 Latchford canal . This old canal, called the Latchford Canal, went from Runcorn to Warrington. It was completely destroyed by the building of the Manchester Ship Canal in the 1890's. The chemical works shown has also now-disappeared (Wigg works), which made Sulphuric Acid by the lead chamber process.

5 Broad Street bridge Wolverhampton.  This bridge carried the Wolverhampton to Wednesfield Road over the Birmingham Canal, close to the point where the road goes beneath the London Midland Railway line, resulting in the road taking a very steep drop to go under the main railway bridge. While building the Wolverhampton Ring Road it was removed and replaced with a new, wider bridge. The old bridge was removed in the late 1970’s and rebuilt at the Black Country Living Museum.

6 Old Cardiff canal  The route of the canal was a very difficult journey. Merthyr is very much higher than Cardiff, and there are several very steep bits along the way. So that meant that there would have to be a number of locks to lower the level of the water where necessary.  In the one mile between Quakers Yard and Abercynon there were 16 locks, 11 of them in only a quarter of a mile.  By the time a boat reached Tongwynlais, it had passed through 41 locks.  But with all this to build, the canal was completed in 3 ½  years.  It was 25 miles long, had 50 locks and an aqueduct, and was later extended from the town wall in Cardiff down to the shore.
7 Tipton Junction.  The junction where the Dudley canal joins the Old Main line.  A stop lock was installed for gauging and toll purposes (Known locally as Batsons stop) and on the off side a lay bye and wharf, which at the time of the photo was operated by a coal merchant, now fenced in and owned by the oil Company (Batsons) In the 1960’s (photo about 1964) the lay bye was used by the Dudley Canal Tunnel Preservation Society to store their wooden Joey boats used for tripping through the Dudley tunnel to raise preservation funds.

8 Kidderminster lock and the  Old canal warehouse, Staffs & Worcester canal, Kidderminster The well-photographed church is beyond, but the point of interest here is the canalside warehouse which has long since been demolished.

9 Bloomfield exchange basins.  The Wednesbury Oak Loop, sometimes known as the Bradley Arm, is part of James Brindley's main line, but became a loop when Thomas Telford's improvements of the 1830s bypassed it by the construction of the Coseley Tunnel. The south-eastern end of the loop was closed and in parts built over, following the designation of the entire loop as "abandoned" in 1954. At Bloomfield Junction the canal split into several basin arms forming the Bloomfield Railway Exchange Basins.

10 Widnes, Runcorn.  Picture shows one of the last commercial boats to be built for British waterways these were of all welded construction.
11 Boatmans Mission Tipton In all, The Seaman’s & Boatman’s Friendly Society had five missions catering for both the Physical as well as the spiritual wellbeing of boat families on the  BCN.  And they put considerable effort into helping the boaters, who were often treated as outcasts in wider society.

12 Litherland canal bridge in Liverpool about 1910. Footbridge over the Leeds & Liverpool Canal at Litherland, Liverpool, Merseyside, England. This Victorian iron foot bridge dates from the 1880s and is also used to carry gas, water and electricity services to the east side of the canal. The bridge is to be demolished in the near future. An attempt save the bridge by a local group was unsuccessful.

13 Aqueduct over GWR at Dudley Port. This blue brick aqueduct was replaced in the late 1960’s.  To the right of the canal bridge can be seen the pre cast concrete trough that was to be craned into position.  This was right next to where I was born and lived as a small child.

14 This is bridge number 208 on the Leeds-Liverpool canal, known as Junction Bridge, Shipley. Just beside it (left of the photo) the canal was linked to the Bradford Canal, a 3.5 mile spur that ran directly into the centre of Bradford. That was closed in 1922 and though there has been talk of reopening it, the plans have not progressed.

15 Factory bridge.  This original bridge carried the A403, Hurst Lane over the canal at Factory Junction.  It was removed and replaced by an unimaginative concrete span when the road was widened.

16 Junction of the W & E  and Bentley canal This branch turned off at what is now known as Wednesfield Junction and went under a cast iron roving bridge. There was a Toll Office before the first lock and the first bridge was New Cross bridge. There were 6 locks in the Wednesfield  section. The Toll Office or Lock House, BCN number 245, appeared to be a bungalow but had a lower storey built in to the bank. The first lock had ground paddles at both ends originally, but was modified at a later date with gate paddles at the lower end. Locks 2 and 3 followed, and lock 4 came after the brick and girder bridge with a lock house number 246. Well Lane bridge was next.

17 The Beehive Pub at Tipton Green Junction by the top of Tipton Green locks.  This was where the Tipton & Toll End Communication canal left the Old Main Line opposite coronation gardens

18 Runcorn locks looking west down the new locks towards the ship canal and Mersey estuary, the old locks lead off to the right

19 Tipton Gauging station.  Located at the side of Factory Three top lock and where boats went to be gauged.  By loading known weights into the boat and taking measurements of dry inches of side, The future cargoes of boats could be calculated by referring to these registers.

20 Hertfordshire, Rickmansworth, old photo of the canal and bridge.  A young boaters child can be seen riding the boat horse along the canal.

21 Tipton Green Locks.  The top two of the Tipton Green three locks.  This is exactly how I remember the BCN as I grew up.  As a child although still in water and everything still in place, I don’t ever recall ever seeing a boat using these locks.

22 ‘Sorry could not resist this one’ The Ohio canal  This canal tunnel is located across the Potomac river from PawPaw, West Virginia. It was cut through over 4,600 feet of mountain. Because of the winding river, it reduced the length of the total canal by over 3 miles.

23Tipton Green toll office and stop. I clearly remember this octagonal toll office at this stop and also remember it being dismantled and taken to the Black Country Museum for re building (though it never has and as there are none left in situ, it is an important piece of BCN history) If passing, you can still see the outline of the octagon in the ground.
Well there you go, hope you enjoyed my bit of fun so till next time,
Don't bang 'em about
Blossom

IT'S A COLD WIND THAT BLOWS NO GOOD!.

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Well what a day!  As Dawn works on a Saturday, except when were off boating of cause, it is the only day I get to have a little lie in as I usually stay in bed until Dawn leaves for work so I don’t get under her feet while she is getting ready.  Well today Dawn had a hospital appointment at 8.00am for a MRI scan to  find out what is wrong with her shoulder after slipping off Mike Askin’s boat Victoria at Alvecote last year.  This meant getting up at 6.30am and driving over to Rowley Hall, Stafford.  By 9.00am I was back at home loading a few things in the car and heading off down to Darley for a full days indulgence with the intention of pumping out the rain water and lighting the range to air the cabin.  When I got there  I unlocked and went in the back cabin to light the fire only to find that I had left the box of firelighters at home and that there was only one fire lighter, no paper and no kindling in the coal box.  I grabbed some sticks out of a bag in the hold that I had chopped last year only to find they were damp, but not put off I set a fire with them and the one fire lighter.  I lit the firelighter and the sticks smouldered away then finally went out so I temporarily gave up on that one.  Next I thought I would start the engine so I could switch the pump on. I pressed the button and --gerdunk---geeerrrrrrdunk ---gerrrrrrrrrrrrduuuuuuuuuunk.  The battery was flat.  This had me quite perplexed as when I left the boat a few weeks ago the battery was charged and I have a small solar panel that usually trickles a charge into the battery.  Not to be out beaten I got the starting handle out but after several failed attempts to hand start the Petter I gave up.  Right plan B.  I got back in the car and came home for the firelighters, the generator and the battery charger.  I dragged the generator out ready to put in the car when I thought I had better check that it would start as it has been stood for three years.  I screwed the lid off the petrol tank to be greeted by a dry tank, oh sh*t I thought and so went down the garden shed to get the petrol can.  After a quick trip up to our local garage, I returned armed with fuel which was quickly poured into the tank.  Choke on, generator on, and a few slow pulls on the starting cord to get everything moving, then I went for it and after about the fourth pull – yes your right—the starter cord snapped.  Back down the garden shed to retrieve my socket set and I set about removing the starting assemble, which came off quite easily as it’s only three bolts.  As I pulled the unit off the end of the engine, I felt a sudden whirring vibration in my hand as the return spring unwound, 2nd oh sh*t.  I’ll sort that in a minute, first I need to find some replacement cord after a rummage round the shed, I came across a length of 6mm  polypropylene cord, although too large I thought if I unravelled it I could use one of the three strands.  So that was what I did and after sitting on the cold concrete floor for 15 minutes I was winding the spring back up and re-fitting the starting unit.  Attempt number two followed a similar course of action with the cord snapping on about the fourth attempt.  Next, armed with a pen knife I went into the summer house and cut the starting cord off another broken generator.  Eventually after over an hour , I was loading the generator, the battery charger and the fire starters into the boot and was off.  When I got back to the moorings, Chris Shenton, who is on the next mooring, had arrived and after greetings he asked why I needed the generator and I explained my flat battery and my inability to hand crank the engine and knock the de-compressors down at the same time.  “Mines flat as well” “Don’t bother getting that out of your car, we’ll have a go between us” and so we both disappeared into the engine ‘ole but even with the two of us, we could not get up enough speed  and momentum to start her (3rd oh sh*t)  “Don’t worry Bloss, I go over Anglo Welsh and borrow a battery”  and so he did which resulted in the engine starting after only a couple of revolutions. Next we put the battery on his boat and that too sparked into life.  God bless ya Chris always there to help, cheers.  Next the range.  After taking all the blackened sticks and coal out of the fire box, I re-set the fire with some more fire lighters and after ten minutes it was roaring away and warming the back cabin up for even with several layers of clothing on, the wind was quite raw and the cold had started to bite.  Right, I thought, pump the rainwater out of the hold.  Climbed down into the hold to switch the bilge pump on and it was at this point that the 4th oh sh*t could be heard, as even though the pump was not running, the switch was in the on position.  When I went down Darley last time I had pumped the water out and when it was all out I had stopped the engine, locked up and gone home.  The battery was flat because I had left the pump on which had run dry and burnt it out! Oh sh*t, sh*t, sh*t, oh sh*t.  I disappeared into the warmth of the back cabin and set about polishing all the fixed brass, as I had removed all the loose brass last time I was down. After this I tatted in the warmth of the engine ‘ole filling the stern tube greaser and generally cleaning. By the time I had finished this it was getting on for 4.00pm and time to be heading off home as we were having the eldest granddaughter to stop tonight. So maybe a few more sh*ts there, so, as always, till next tme
Don’t bang ‘em about
Blossom.

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WHAT HAS HAPPENED TO BLOSSOM.

I was recently linked through Facebook by a good friend of mine, Martin Catterall of coalboat Halsall which trades around the Four Counties Ring, to the Canalworld.net forums where someone was asking ‘what ever happened to Blossom and his blogging?’


As can be seen from the above photo taken very recently on the parade at Etruria, nothing has happened to me personally but something in my life has changed.  I’ve retired and now I spend far more time on the boat and have little time for blogging especially as I do not have the knowledge or equipment to do it on the move.  So to set the record straight and to set aside any concerns I thought I would start blogging again as and when I can.  I do not know how often this will be for as I have said I spend far more time on the boat for example I have been on Darley from the middle of March up until now, only spending the odd few days back at home with Dawn as she has not retired yet. We have been to Etruria, Bugsworth basins, Lymm, Middlewich, Barbridge, Chester and presently Audlem.
So till the next blog



Don’t bang ‘em about
Blossom.

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BRING ON THE BIG GUNS

In 1966, Cliff Sherwood and myself were driving up Factory Road in Tipton when we saw a plume of smoke rising from the rear of the Tipton gauging station.  Stopping to investigate Cliff parked up and we entered the yard to be met by two British Waterways blokes who were having a bonfire and burning all the paperwork from the gauging station.  When asked what they were doing they said “clearing the building”.  Cliff enquired “what are you doing with them” pointing to a set of BCN registers stacked next to the bonfire ready to be consumed by flame.  “Burnin em” was the reply, “why dun ya want em, cuz if yow do then tek em”  We proceeded to load the fullscap sized books into the rear of his van, in all over 160 volumes containing 200 boats in each.  These were taken to Cliffs house and unloaded, after which Cliff promised me when he had finished with them they would be mine.
50 Years later at Parkhead boat rally, cliff spoke to me and said “I have something for you, you’ll have to come down to Greensforge and collect it.  A few weeks later saw Dawn and I visiting Cliff and Barbara and loading the boxed 160 volumes into Dawns car, along with a gauging stick I gave Cliff in 1968, for them to be transferred to our summer house.  Since then I have set about producing a searchable electronic data base of the registers which, when finished will be donated the Dudley Tunnel Trust’s Hub along with the original registers. So far I have transferred about 4000 boats in 12 months, so yes it is a big job but I feel worth while.






BCN
REG No
DATE GAUGED
OWNER/
OPERATOR
ADDRESS
TYPE BOAT
NAME
LENGTH
BEAM
TONS MAX
16185
29.04.1898
A E HARLEY
W’TON
CAB WOOD
MARY ANNE
76'-6"
7'-7"
50
16181
27.04.1898
A E HORLEY
W’TON
CAB WOOD
ELSIE MAY
77'-10"
7'-7 1/2"
50
19639
20.02.1905
A HORTON
W’TON
CAB WOOD
CYRIE
75'-3"
7'-6"
49
906
3.09.1924
A J BAUGH
W’TON
CAB WOOD
MAMY
79'-2"
7'-8"
49
343
28.07.1922
ALBION COAL CO
W’TON
CAB WOOD
CAMBRIA
76'-10"
7'-8 1/4"
47
23250
13.09.1920
B & H SMITH
W’TON
CAB WOOD
PEACE
78'-0"
7'-6 3/4"
44
395
25.08.1922
CHARLES INGLES
HORSELEY FIELDS
CAB WOOD
VIOLETTA
77'-3"
7'-8"
48T
17498
29.10.1900
D A WRIGHT
DEEPFIELDS
OPEN WOOD

76'-2"
7'-7 1/2"
53
445
2.10.1922
D BAKER & SONS
BRADLEY
CAB WOOD

82'-4"
7'-7 1/2"
50
1876
13.09.1935
D BAKER & SONS
W’TON
CAB WOOD

88'-10"
7'-9 1/2"
61
678
22.06.1923
D STEVENS & SON
DEEPFIELDS
CAB WOOD
JACK
80'-7"
7'-8 1/4"
51
757
5.11.1923
D STEVENS & SON
DEEPFIELDS
CAB WOOD
MAYFLOWER
82'-6"
7'-8 1/4"
51
856
12.05.1924
D STEVENS & SON
DEEPFIELDS
CAB WOOD

82'-2"
7'-8 1/2"
51
933
8.10.1924
E DYKE
LANESFIELD
CAB WOOD
HORACE
82'-4"
7'-8"
51
1713
1.02.1932
E J THOMAS
ETTINGSHALL
CAB WOOD
QUEENIE
87'-7"
7'-9"
57
1736
19.08.1932
E PROBERT & SONS LTD
MILLFIELDS
CAB WOOD
PROMPT
87'-8"
7'-10 1/2"
59
1416
20.08.1928
E PROBERT & SONS LTD
MILLFIELDS
CAB WOOD
PROSPERITY
85'-4"
7'-8 1/2"
52
1663
24.03.1931
E THOMAS
WALSALL
CAB WOOD
RAY
97'-11"
7'-9"
56
1591
26.04.1930
E W REED
DUDLEY PORT
CAB WOOD

83'-0"
7'-9"
50
19481
14.10.1904
EVERALL & HILL
W’TON
OPEN WOOD

77'-6"
7'-7"
50
23306
22.11.1920
EVERALL & HILL
W’TON
CAB BWOOD

77'-4"
7'-6 3/4"
47
14531
23.08.1895
EVERALL HILL
W’TON
OPEN WOOD

76'-6"
7'-5 1/2"
47
14594
7.10.1895
EVERALL HILL
W’TON
CAB WOOD

77'-3"
7'-7 1/4"
50
1537
2.12.1929
F ROBINSON
W’TON
CAB WOOD
GEORGE HARRY
79'-7"
7'-8 1/2"
52
1535
26.11.1929
F ROBINSON
W’TON
CAB WOOD
SEGRAVE
83'-1"
7'-9"
50
159
30.01.1922
FANSHAW & PINSON
W’TON
CAB WOOD
ANNIE
75'-7"
7'-6 1/2"
49
1446
29.11.1928
FANSHAW & PINSON
W’TON
CAB WOOD
BONZO
76'-5"
7'-6 1/2"
50
1758
28.04.1933
FANSHAW & PINSON
W’TON
CAB WOOD
SHEILA
85'-10"
7'-8"
55
348
31.07.1922
GEORGE & MATTHEWS
W’TON
CAB WOOD
FLORENCE
79'-4"
7'-7 1/4"
47
16216
23.05.1898
GODDARD & CO
W’TON
CAB WOOD
TAMOSHANTER
75'-6"
7'-6 1/2"
48
18079
28.02.1902
H ROBINSON
W’TON
CAB WOOD
GEORGE HENRY
83'-0"
7'-8"
53
1741
16.09.1932
H TURTON
MONMORE GREEN
CAB WOOD
ADELINE
87'-4"
7'-9 1/2"
56
16391
23.09.1898
HADLEY & KNOWLES
OLDBURY
OPEN WOOD

76'-8"
7'-6"
49
1725
27.06.1932
J & E TAYLOR
HORSELEY FIELDS
CAB WOOD

85'-5"
7'-8 1/2"
52
19441
21.09.1904
J BEDDOWS & SON
ALDRIDGE
OPEN WOOD

80'-0"
7'-8"
53
14768
3.01.1896
J BEDDOWS & SON
WALSALL
OPEN WOOD

77'-7"
7'-9"
48
1982
24.09.1937
J FOULKES
WEDNESFIELD
CAB WOOD
JOE
88'-0"
7'-9"
58
1801
25.04.1934
J FOULKES
WEDNESFIELD
CAB WOOD
RON

7'-8 1/4"
58
1801
25.04.1934
J FOULKS
WEDNESFIELD
CAB WOOD
RON
88'-0"
7'-8 1/4"
58
1772
21.08.1933
J FOULKS
WENDESFIELD
CAB WOOD
TONY
87'-6"
7'-8 1/2"
57
882
16.07.1924
J GRIFFITHS & CO
WALSALL
OPEN WOOD
JACK
75'-1"
7'-5"
46
19443
22.09.1904
J H PEARSON
NETHERTON
OPEN WOOD

75'-2"
7'-6 1/2"
46
19456
27.09.1904
J H PEARSON
NETHERTON
OPEN WOOD

77'-0"
7'-6"
46
17573
7.01.1901
J HELLS & SON
W’TON
CAB WOOD
GEORGE
79'-4"
7'-7"
52
16453
11.11.1898
J JENKS & SON
W’TON
OPEN WOOD

75'-6"
7'-4 1/2"
43
942
17.10.1924
J JONES Ltd
ETTINGSHALL
CAB WOOD
ELIZABETH
82'-8"
7'-7 3/4"
51
14487
7.08.1895
J PICKERING
W’TON
CAB WOOD
GERTRUDE
77'-7"
7'-6 1/2"
51
777
19.12.1923
J TURTON
OCKER HILL
CAB WOOD
MARJORIE
78'-8"
7'-8 1/2"
48
23270
15.10.1920
J TURTON
TIPTON
CAB WOOD
PROSPERITY
78'-10"
7'-8"
48
699
30.07.1923
J TURTON
TIPTON
CAB WOOD

83'-6"
7'-8 3/4"
52
19635
15.02.1905
J W SHEPHERD & SON
W’TON
CAB WOOD

76'-8"
7'-6 1/2"
49
134
14.11.1921
J WELLINGS
MILLFIELDS
CAB WOOD
JACK
79'-10"
7'-7 1/4"
49
886
21.07.1924
J YATES
PELSALL
CAB WOOD
HORACE
81'-9"
7'-8 1/2"
50
795
16.01.1924
J YATES
PELSALL
CAB WOOD
JESSIE
82'-8"
7'-8 3/4"
53
1413
25.07.1928
J YATES
PELSALL
CAB WOOD
LITTLE BILL
84'-10"
7'-8 1/2"
52
1503
11.07.1929
J YATES
PELSALL
CAB WOOD
RUBY
84'-7"
7'-9"
50
1605
28.05.1930
JONES & COWELL
ETTINGSHALL
CAB WOOD
SANUEL
85'-7"
7'-8 1/2"
53
1420
27.08.1928
JONES & POWELL
ETTINGSHALL WHARF
CAB WOOD
BEATRICE LILY
81'-9"
7'-8"
52
1840
1.02.1935
JONES & POWELL
ETTINGSHALL
CAB WOOD
EDNA IRENE
86'-8"
7'-8 1/2"
58
1720
20.05.1932
JONES & POWELL
MILLFIELDS
CAB WOOD
IRIS MOREEN
86'-2"
7'-8 1/4"
57
1745
31.10.1932
K TURTON
HEATH TOWN
CAB WOOD

86'-8"
7'-10 3/4"
58
16541
18.01.1899
M A HARLEY
W’TON
CAB WOOD

79'-1"
7'-7 3/4"
51
19417
9.09.1904
MARY A HARLEY
W’TON
CAB WOOD

77'-0"
7'-6 1/2"
48
657
9.05.1923
N BENNETT
MILLFIELDS
CAB WOOD
DAISY
78'-7"
7'-5 3/4"
47
16268
27.06.1898
NAKER & SONS
HIGHFIELDS
CAB WOOD
DOLLY
80'-4"
7'-7 3/4"
53
23309
29.11.1920
OAKLEY & Co
W’TON
CAB WOOD
CLIFTON
77'-7"
7'-6 1/"
45
23375
23.02.1921
OAKLEY & Co
W’TON
CAB WOOD
ERIC
77'-6"
7'-7"
45
18081
28.02.1902
OAKLEY & Co
W’TON
CAB WOOD
PERSEVERANCE
77'-6"
7'-4 1/2"
49
16275
15.06.1898
P WARD LTD
PUMPHOUSE WORKS
OPEN WOOD

79'-6"
7'-3 3/4"
50
1623
27.07.1930
S EVANS & SONS
W’TON
CAB WOOD
HANNAH.  E
86'-0"
7'-8"
55
16259
17.06.1898
S JONES JNR
W’TON
CAB WOOD
WILLIAM
77'-6"
7'-5 1/2"
50
151
13.01.1922
SOUTH COALING Co
W’TON
CAB WOOD
MARIE ROBERTS
79'-2"
7'-7"
48
1778
9.10.1933
T HICKENBOTTOM & SONS
WEDNESBURY
CAB WOOD
BETTY
84'-5"
7'-10 1/4"
55
1777
29.09.1933
T HICKENBOTTOM & SONS
WEDNESBURY
CAB WOOD

84'-7"
7'-8 1/2"
53
1952
16.04.1937
T HICKENBOTTOM & SONS LTD
WEDNESBURY
CAB WOOD
THOMAS SIDNEY
80'-9"
7'-8"
49
15857
4.10.1897
T HOPE & CO
W’TON
CAB WOOD
MARY
75'-11"
7'-6 1/2"
46
19564
30.12.1904
THOS INGLES
W’TON
OPEN WOOD
QUEENIE
77'-0"
7'-7 1/2"
50
1746
25.1.1933
W ELWELL & SONS
TIPTON
CAB WOOD
IVY
88'-9"
7'-10"
58
1793
7.02.1934
W ELWELL & SONS
TIPTON
CAB WOOD
MR PERKINS
86'-4"
7'-8 1/2"
57
1770
19.07.1933
W ELWELL & SONS
TIPTON
CAB WOOD
UNCLE JIM
84'-0"
7'-8 1/4"
54
15993
31.12.1897
W H HARLEY
W’TON
CAB WOOD
JESSE
79'-3"
7'-7 1/2"
51
749
22.10.1923
W J WEBBERLEY
W’TON
CAB WOOD

84'-6"
7'-8 3/4"
51
1672
13.05.1931
W J WEBBERLEY
W’TON
CAB WOOD

86'-2"
7'-9"
56
1804
16.05.1934
W J WEBBERLEY
W’TON
CAB WOOD

88'-0"
7'-8 1/2"
57
19696
3.03.1905
W J WEBBERLEY
W’TON
OPEN WOOD

80'-0"
7'-8"
51
567
31.01.1923
W T WEBBERLEY
W’TON
OPEN WOOD

80'-6"
7'-9 1/2"
51
1804
16.05.1934
W T WEBBERLEY
W’TON
CAB WOOD

88'-0"
7'-8 1/2"
57
17586
23.01.1901
W WEBBERLEY
W’TON
CAB WOOD

81'-2"
7'-7 3/4"
53
986
29.12.1924
WULFRUNA COAL CO
W’TON
CAB WOOD
AMY
82'-11"
7'-8"
50
782
28.12.1923
WULFRUNA COAL CO
W’TON
CAB WOOD
ARGO
76'-4"
7'-6 1/4"
44
1751
24.02.1933
WULFRUNA COAL CO
W’TON
CAB WOOD
IRIS MOREEN
88'-0"
7'-9 1/2"
58
781
28.12.1923
WULFRUNA COAL CO
W’TON
CAB WOOD

77'-1"
7'-6 1/2"
44
1696
18.09.1931
E THOMAS
WALSALL
CAB WOOD
MARGE
88'-0"
7'-10"
59
16249
13.06.1898
ALBION COAL CO
W’TON
CAB WOOD
COLUMBIA
77'-8"
7'-7 1/2"
50


In all, from about 1898 to 1956, there were probably about 32,000 boats registered and gauged at one of the two weigh stations either at Smethwick or Tipton, these were all plying their trade around or through the BCN.  Apart from long distance boats owned by such companies as Fellows Morton & Clayton limited, Severn & canal carrying company, Chester & Liverpool Lighterage Company Limited, Shropshire Union  etc,  the rest were a combination of cabined and open iron day boats, open and cabined ‘Joey’ boats and a collection of ‘other’ craft.  I know sometimes I am accused of banging on and being a little anal but I like things right.  Too many people these days call all BCN day boats ‘Joey’s’ which is wrong.  Joeys are wooden and are named after a well known BCN boat builder who had several yards around the BCN, Joe Worsey. Any other open boats on the BCN are ‘day boats’.
 Joey boat Queen Mary



An un named Day boat
 These were mainly averaging about 71’-0” long and an average of 7’1 ½” wide with a gauged capacity of 40tons with less than an inch free board, in fact very, very few were actually 70’ by 7’, the accepted ‘standard for narrow boats, however things were different for the coal loading facilities and factories that were situated on the 473’ W’TON level of close on 50 miles of lock free canal.  As a result of this a special breed of boat was developed to work this canal.  As the only restrictions were the width of bridge ‘oles and stops and the width/length of the junctions that had to be negotiated then a much longer and wider boat was built by the boat builders on this canal known as ‘Ampton Wharf Boats.  These averaged about 85 ‘-0” by 7’-9”and could carry 50+tons.  Due to their size, these boats could only be gauged at Tipton gauging station. Here I have included some of the details of these craft which I have recorded so far..

One particular Ampton boat owned by E W Reed of Dudley Port, was sold to some enthusiasts who did not understand the boats design.  It was duly pumped up and towed to take it to its new home.  Unfortunately when they got it to the top of the 21 at Wolverhampton, they discovered it did not fit and so I believe it was then scrapped and cut up and burned, which in itself was a great pity as at the time it was in quite good condition and in more understanding hands would probably still been with us as the only remaining example of this unique craft as there are no viable survivors.
  The only survivors I am aware of are the sunken remains in the arm alongside Wulfruna coal company’s wharf in Wolverhampton
 and at the Black country museum alongside the lime kilns, all well past their preservation dates. (Sunken on the left in this photo)


So there you have it, Ampton wharf boats.
So till next time,
‘don’t bang ‘em about’


Blossom

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THE BIG FREEZE.

1963 was a very big and traumatic year for both myself and the British canal network, especially the BCN. The effects on both were due to the same reason.  It started back in December 1962 when cold weather hit the UK. On the 12th& 13thDecember snow fell, then on the 26th December we had heavy snow and on the 29th& 30th Dec we had a blizzard which left snow drifts 20 foot thick in places.  January 1963 saw an average temperature of -21°C with lows of -19°C in fact the sea froze in parts around the coast and up to 1 mile out.  In February 1963 more snow fell, the most being 5’-0” (1.5m) in one night in Monmouthshire.  This all lasted up until 6th March 1963 when The Thaw began.  In other words a freeze that lasted 12 weeks.  I remember it biting hard into the movement of coal around my BCN area.  Prior to this bad weather I would still see at least two or three coal boats a day come past the end of our street, then suddenly for three months nothing moved.  The canal never really recovered for even after the thaw, the boat movements never got back to what they were.  Whether this was due to a change in the need for coal due to the clean air act and restriction on burning household coal, whether the introduction of more advanced technology (gas/oil fire boilers or whether customers had had to find alternatives through this period is arguable but what I do know is what I was seeing – the disappearing boats.
During this time we had spent quite a bit of time playing on the canal, taking the tyres off and riding our bikes on the ice, playing football, trying to cut/drill/break a hole in the ice, all to no avail and so we came up with an idea.  “Lets see how far we can walk on the cut without getting off as even under the bridge oles the ice was at least 9” thick, and so we set about our adventure. A group of us, about 5 including my then best mate, William Millward, climbed/jumped/ran and slid onto the ice and we then headed off towards Factory locks.  As with most groups of young lads out on an adventure we giggled and cajoled each other along telling tales of woe where people had gone through the ice under this or that bridge never to be seen again.  Eventually we got to Tipton Green Junction where the Toll End Communication canal (or as we called them the Toll End locks and the Tipton Green cut)crossed the New Main Line and after a short respite in the expanse of the large junction for a game of ‘ice football’ with a chunk of ice used as a ball, we decided we would head off down to the right along the Toll End Locks.  Here came our first obstacle as we had said the adventure was to get as far as we could without getting off the canal.  Solution, climb over the top gate and down into the chamber down the frozen gate and cill onto the iced water in the bottom of the chamber then if the bottom gate was open straight out if not then it would have been a case of climbing up the gate lock wall and down the other side.  At this time the lock flight was still fully functional although the top gates had been ‘nailed shut with timber sprags and the top paddles had had their racks removed however these measures would not deter those canal enthusiasts of the sixties using cabin shafts to pull paddles up and removing the timber sprags to enable the 1962 failed action cruise that was held.  Fortunately for us , at this time most of the pounds were quite empty and , as we found all of the bottom gates were open so our progress was quite unhindered, that is until we got half way down the flight where the notorious unfriendly lockie still lived in the lock house next to the pound at the back of The Little Burton where the canal took a sharp 90° turn. As we approached we held back while we decided what to do as this guy was known to catch little boys who strayed on his towpath and lock them up ‘never to be seen again’ (we had a lot of that when we was kids’.We had decided to make a run for it so with the word go, we started running.  No doubt alerted by the noise we were making, the lockie was out at his front door and as we approached he came out onto the towpath shouting at us about trespassing and to ‘clear off’ or he would ‘give us a good hiding’.  That was enough we all turned tail and jumped off the canal onto the towpath and ran for our lives without even turning to see if he was in pursuit.  And so ended out great adventure.  We retraced our steps but this time on the towpath and this was never to become an opportunity again as the canals never froze again like they did in that year.
I started by stating that both the canal and I had a traumatic experience and the experience that I encountered, came towards the end of the big freeze when finally temperatures began to rise and the Ice began to gradually thaw. I went out into the street and was greeted by an excited friend, William Milward who greeted me with  “thice breakers bin through n bost ed up orl thice” we both ran up the bank onto the towpath and sure enough the ice, which was still about 5’6 inches thick, had been broken into a variety of sized slabs.  Some only a foot or so square but with others being huge slabs several feet wide/deep.  Now what you have to remember is that at this time something like this would keep a couple of 10 year olds amused for hours so having armed ourselves with sticks, we spent the next hour amusing ourselves by  pushing, steering the slabs around the cut until William, who had discovered a particularly large slab of ice,  decided he was going to see if he could use it as a raft and propel himself around.  He gingerly sat in the snow on the edge of the towpath and placed both feet on the slab then gently added his weight.  Immediately the slab started to tip and sink.  After several trial attempts of changing his position and the way he distributed his weight he had failed miserable and so gave up that  means of attack.  Instead he stood on the edge of the towpath and announced he was going to jump from the bank to the centre of the slab as that would work.  Despite warnings from myself that I did not think it would support his weight, quick as a flash he had hurled himself out onto the middle of the ice slab and to both our surprise, it held his weight, if only a little unstable if his weight moved, and he proudly called out “See ar towd ya it ud werk”  He spent the next 30 minutes gingerly pushing himself and his newfound craft around the canal steering and moving the surrounding ice flow with his stick.  As with most young boys, he soon got bored and needed a change..  Now here was the dilemma.  How to get off the slab of ice as every time he even moved towards the edge to climb off, the slab would start to tip and sink.  After several failed attempts he decided to just go for it and made a put for the side.  I watched on in horror as the slabed tipped up at an angle of 45° and William slipped off it’s slippy surface into the freezing water only for the slab to come crashing down over the top of him.  Panic as there was no sign of him and the ice slabs were all closed in.  I lay down onto the frozen surface of the towpath and plunged my arms into the freezing needle like cold of the water and waved them around hoping he would see them and come towards them.  After what seemed an age, i felt the warm grip of one of his hands and just pulled with all of my might to get him to the side, once there coughing and spluttering I just had not got the strength to pull him out of the water..  If anyone knows this stretch of canal, they will be familiar with the fact the canal here runs right next to Dudley Port station where several people were stood awaiting their trains.  Still in panic mode, I screamed across to then to help me get me mate out the cut.  Minutes later a British Rail employee, I believe the station master, came round and helped me pull him out.  The second he was out of the water he was off like a greyhound and ran home without so much as a thank you.  I don’t think he ever told his parents as it was never mentioned by them to me, not even a thank you for saving his life.
During these months the canal froze with ice over two foot thick, In fact, as the following picture shows, Ice breaking on the Cannock extension canal at Pelsall, the ice was so thick that it would not break and  the ice breaker, along with its crew, was pulled up onto the ice!
                                (just canals.com)

Finally at the beginning of March 1963 the thaw had started.  Gradually the snow, which by now was mainly ice on footpaths/towpaths/roads etc. had started to retreat.  Within a week the snow/ice had all gone but what it left behind would be with us forever.  Never again did I see anywhere near the amount of traffic I had seen prior to the big freeze.  I think that many had found other arrangements when the canals let them down for 12 weeks and never returned after the thaw.  The freeze alone cannot be singularly blamed for the demise but it was a contributory factor.  The clean air act of 1956 had a dramatic effect on the coal trade as from 1956 through to 1968 saw Pits closing all over the Black Country, 1956 West Cannock No 2, 1957 East Cannock, 1958      West Cannock No 1, 1959 Cannock Chase No 3, 1960 Hawkins, Brerton, 1962 Cannock Chase No 8, 1963 Wyrley No3, 1964 Coppice, 1967 Mid Cannock, 1969 Hilton Main. although if you speak to the old colliers they say there’s still plenty down there. These collieries served the canal either through ‘Edgefud (Hednesford) Basin known to boaters as ‘the bump’, Holly bank basin and Anglesey basin and on the BCN Sandwell Colliery chutes at Smethwick.  As well as the domestic supply they also supplied the power generation industries at Birchills (Walsall) power station, W’TON, .Ocker Hill Which all received their coal by canal at this time, this transferred to road and rail transport in the mid 1960’s
  During the same period factories were going over to gas fired boilers, we were changing from town gas to natural gas, the M6 motorway was being built and all this together had a disastrous knock on effect on the canal trade, especially the BCN.   If we are not making town gas then we are not cooking coal, if we are not cooking coal we are not making creosote ( creosolic acid), coal tar, gas water and as the M6 was going straight through Thomas Claytons Oldbury site,  This company’s tar boats  finally went off the cut in 1966. Coal traffic to W’TON power station went off the canal in 1959, Birchills in 1965, Ocker Hill in 1966. 1963 saw Hednesford basin close, 1965 saw Hollybank basin go and 1967 saw Anglesey basin close.

And so we can say that after nearly 200 years (1768 – 1968) we finally saw the end of majority of the bulk trade on the BCN.
So that's it, and till next time,
Don't bang 'em about
Blossom


Bricks, floods and rattling chains

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As is already known to many, the old industrial area in the heart of the West Midlands known as the Black Country, was a direct result of the large mineral deposits to be found readily available there needed to fire the industrial revolution, i.e. coal, iron ore and limestone.  All of this drove the ‘great canal age through the centre of this area resulting in Tipton being called ‘the Venice of the Midlands’ allegedly having more miles of canal than Venice. (I hasten to add NOT Birmingham as many have tried to claim in more recent recent years.  Brummies have also tried to steal the title of ‘town of a thousand trades’ which was originally used to describe Walsall) Where there is coal there is also clay which also promoted a very busy brick making industry, responding to the need for towpath walls, lock chambers, bridges, factories, etc etc. Just on the eastern side of Tipton existed one such brickworks at Dudley Port known as the Rattlechain brickworks which had a significant effect upon the canals in more than one way. 
Firstly, its name, Rattlechain derived from coal mining in the area.  A rattlechain is what was used in winding gear to lower/ raise coal/miners into and out of the pit.  It consisted of three lengths of chain laid side by side forming a stronger hoist.  These were 3 flat chains about 3 to 4 inches wide with consecutive long and short links which used to make loud rattling noise as they worked.  Later a clever Tiptonion came up with the idea of inserting a wooden ‘peg’ through the long links of the three chains joining them as one and eliminating the rattle.


The Rattlechain Brick Works was owned by Samuel Barnett removing clay from a marl hole sited just to the south of the Birmingham New main line at Dudley port where he made blue-bricks.   Mr Barnett started working in the brick industry at twelve years of age but before he was sixteen he had his left arm amputated in a works accident.  In 1882 he leased the Rattlechain Brickworks and in the next year increased its production from 30,000 to 180,000 bricks per week.  He then went on to purchase both the Groveland and the Tividale estates covering about 100 acres on which he built the Stour Valley brickworks.

As well as clay from the Rattlechain marl hole his works also needed a constant supply of coal to fire the brick furnaces and a means to transport his bricks.  To enable this, he built up a fleet of over thirty wooden joey boats with about 50% open boats and 50% cabined boats between 1897 and 1929.  He also had his own ‘Rattlechain basin, now filled in and all that remains is the tow path bridge at the entrance


Photo © geograph
The fleet of boats were all horse drawn and he built stabling for the horses on the site.  All the open boats were un-named and simply numbered whilst some of the cabined boats had such wonderful names like EMPRESS QUEEN, SPEEDWELL, EXPRESS, DART, ELECTRIC, HERO, KING EDWARD, KING OSSY, while others had more simple names like JOSEPH, FREDA, FRANK and one comical name LIVE AND LET LIVE.
 The brickworks were located on the New Birmingham Mail Line, known by boatmen as the island line due to the central toll stops, and for several miles ran along the top of a large embankment.  By 1899 the Rattlechain marl pit was quite large, approximately 100yards deep and a surface area of three acres and at one point only the towpath separated the pit from the canal.  It had been a common practice to empty the ashes from the brick furnaces on the side of the canal embankment where they would smoulder continuously.  The brick works also used blasting operations to loosen/remove clay from the pit and some heavy rainstorms had recently occurred.  On the 9th September 1899 (9.9.99.) at 4.00am the embankment finally gave way.  The gap grew to about 100 yards long and 80 yards wide.  The water flooded into the Rattlechain pit, filling it to the brim.  In all two miles of canal were emptied and a further six miles suffered lowered levels. In Netherton tunnel the level was lowered to such an extent that traffic had to be diverted through the older and slower Dudley tunnel. 


The burning ashes making the embankment highly unstable and the burning day by day, helped to loosen the tenacity of the puddle clay which ran along the bed of the canal along this section to a depth of 3 feet, along with the effects of the blasting so close, then this added to the effect of the heavy rain finally caused the embankment to give way and the canal to breach.
For 90 years the Rattlechain Brickworks produced millions of bricks.  To give some idea, in 1939 just before the outbreak of world war II they produced 7,000,000 bricks.  But all good things come to an end. Finally, Samuel Barnett met his end in May 1918 aged 64 when he died as a result of an accident on his pony and trap when the horse was spooked by a traction engine His sons William and Thomas continued production on the site until in November 1971 when the company went into liquidation, strangely enough after a serious fire destroyed parts of the roof and walls of a 150 ft long building.


Barnett’s brickworks in 1950
The next chapter in the history of this side can be gleaned from a statement in the 1908 British Clay Worker where it states “His property at Dudley Port is particularly valuable, for when the clay is gone the land will be equally valuable for tips. Moreover, the surrounding canal is a highly important factor.” but to find out more I will need to write more.
So, until then, as always
Don’t bang ‘em about.
Blossom.

Some information for this blog is from ‘The Swan Man’s web site about what lies beneath rattlechain lagoon.


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WERE GOING THROUGH THE TUNNEL, PUSH BOYS PUSH

As I have stated before, I started ‘messing about on boats’ at a very early age scrounging lifts of boats, helping at locks etc. but the passion really clicked in in 1965 as a result of a school trip through the Dudley Tunnel which resulted in me becoming a member and spending most Saturday’s, Sundays and some mid-week evenings, crewing parties of passengers through Dudley tunnel using a variety of both wooden Joey boats and iron day boats. In 1959 the British Transport Commission proposed closing the Dudley Canal Tunnel and its mines, officially closing and sealing it in 1962.  Faced with the loss of a unique nationally important site some local people re-opened the tunnel and fought to restore it to working order.  In 1963 the Dudley Canal Tunnel Preservation Society (DCTPS) was formed to protect the tunnel and to oppose British Railways plan to remove the viaduct above the Tipton portal and replace it with an embankment across both the portal and the approach canal, sealing its fate forever.  Trips were organised where the monies collected from passengers donations that would be used to fight the cause, originally looking at extending the tunnel to a point past the BR embankment thus although loosing the original portal, would have at least kept the tunnel navigable

The Tipton portal showing the viaduct BR wanted to replace with an embankment.

A TYPICAL TRIP SOMETIME IN 1965

A Saturday/Sunday morning would start with me getting up and dressed at about 8.00am then packing boots, overalls, hard hat and carbide lamp in my ex-army rucksack and heading off at about 8.30am for the 45 minute walk along the old GWR rail track at the bottom of my garden to Coneygree bridge then onto the Old Mail Line up to ‘Fishers bridge then along the roads to Batsons stop in Tipton, where the DCTPS kept their two wooden joey boats.
A plank was kept chained to the iron fencing which would be unchained and put across the narrows to gain access to the boats.  The trip boat, an ex Dank’s of Oldbury boat named Kenneth, would be untied and pushed across to the towpath where it would be prepared for the trip, these were usually arranged for 10.00am pick up at the Birmingham Road bridge some 200 yards along the canal.  As the boats were open and kept outside the first job would be to bail the rainwater out using buckets, which in times of bad rainfall could be 12 inches deep and take an hour to remove.


Crew relax before a trip having a sandwich at Batson’s stop prior to bow-hauling up to Birmingham Road bridge. (leaning on tiller Miffy, sat opposite Paul Bartlet, stood up at rear me, sat facing camera Richard Jones.)

After removing water, all the required paraphernalia for a trip would be removed from the cabin to include tiller bar, ropes for mooring and bow-hauling and Tilley lamps, 3 normal sized, one for each of the three stretchers and one huge one for a head light.




The procedure was to fill the lamps tank with paraffin then soak the pre-heating cup with methylated spirits and affix to the stem of the lamp below the mantle, then ignite the meth’s burner and wait.  When once the atomizer tube and mantle have been heated sufficiently, the paraffin is pressurised with the hand pump and hopefully the lamp ‘pops’ into action giving both light and heat (ideal for lighting your fag off in the tunnel)



Crew ready (left to right) Eddy Sherwood, Me, Phil Ritchie.  Stood on back of boat Derick Gittings, seated Dave Apps and talking to them John ‘ginger’ Mullen. (6 crew about normal for a trip)

With all that done the tow rope would be attached to the second stretcher and we are ready for the off with one crew member staying on the back end to steer while the rest pulled the boat to the B’ham Road bridge, which on this section was easy as the canal was still wide and deep, a different story on the approach canal!
At the allotted time the party would arrive usually a society, school, works or club and would be made up of usually about 30 to 50 people who would all be ushered into the two back compartments of the boat, leaving the front section clear for the crew to work in propelling the boat.  The crew always enjoyed having a bit of fun with the passengers such as, if a small amount of water was still in the bottom of the boat, if asked, we would tell them “it was an old boat and it leaked and was slowly sinking but that we had plenty of buckets.”

Crew pose before starting another trip (left to right, Derek Gittings, Eddy Sherwood, H J Miffy Smith, Phill Ritchie, John Ginger Mullen, Dave apps, John Nichols, Richard Jones, and finally, me.)

With all passengers safely on board, again one crew member would stay on 
board to steer down the approach canal while the remainder would all take the strain and start the slog along the weed encroached and shallow canal.  When you consider the boat with its ‘cargo’ drew about 12 inches and bubbles and black mud rose all round the boat as it made its way down the approach canal this gives you some idea of the poor condition of the canal at this time.
After 200 yards the boat would approach what is now the cross bridge at the entrance to the Black Country Museum, back then the museum did not exist nor that bridge, but instead the remains of an iron bridge with no towpath,  just the bare iron supports which criss-crossed across the bridge and called for some adept footwork stepping from cross beam to cross beam also while still trying to bow-haul the trip boat.
After much more straining and pulling, the Tipton portal would be reached and now the real fun would start.  Local kids used the entrance as a dumping ground, I suppose now it would be shopping trollies or stolen bikes, but back then it would be mainly junk and brick ends.  At times of heavy thunder storms, railway ballast was also known to be washed down from the railway viaduct above and wash down into the tunnel entrance.  This resulted in the boat coming to an abrupt halt at the portal.  The solution was to firstly get kebs from the cabin and have a poke about, if there was nothing large that required pulling out with the kebs then the technique consisted of pulling the boat back out of entrance then getting all on board to get as far back as possible putting the back end down in the water and raising the bows at least an inch or so and pulling as fast as possible to get the boat, well at least the first half, as far into the tunnel as possible before it grounded on the scour, then, everybody on board were ushered as far forward as possible to lower the bows into the deeper water in the tunnel and thus raising the back end out hopefully enough to scrape over the obstruction.


The Tipton portal showing a lot of the copings and brickwork missing from the entrance walls. (bet you can’t guess where they are!)

With the boat just inside the tunnel it would be stopped while the crew got into position and also for the canal manager, Richard Jones, to welcome and give short history and safety warnings.  For this he used a large tin megaphone “1792 – Lord Ward – 3172 yards – mind your head – keep body parts, especially fingers inside the boat.” With that done off we would go usually with two crew members lying on the cabin top legging off the tunnel roof and the rest of us in the front section pushing off the tunnel walls with our hands.
Ten minutes later would see us exiting the Lord Ward tunnel out into daylight at Shirts Mill basin which suffered with the same problems of lack of water from the local kids and flood waters as the Tipton portal and so the same techniques were adopted with people shuffling back and forth along with rocking the boat while propelling with shafts and kebs also by two crew members getting up onto the gunwales and walking along them while pushing on the basin portal.


Shirts mill basin looking back toward the Tipton portal.  The two side tunnels were for loading boats to leave the through route clear, as there was a coal mine on one side and a limestone mine on the other.

A very short section of tunnel separated Shirts mill from Castle Mill basin and as much speed as possible would need to be generated to get the boat across the basin as when once out of the tunnel the only means of propulsion was a long shaft as this basin was surprisingly deep compared to the other. The other problem was that the main Dudley tunnel continued off to the left and required the boat to be steered into it, not a problem apart from the fact that due to the width restrictions of the tunnel the boat came out straight until almost out and so could not be steered until it was clear and if the steerer was not too good you would end up hitting the opposite side of the basin and halting all forward progress so the long shaft would be used or a crew member would get off and onto the wharfage and a rope thrown to them.  Over to the right-hand corner of the basin was the Wrens nest tunnel


The view from Lord Wards tunnel towards the main Dudley tunnel with the wharfage to the left (all gone now with the ‘new’ tunnel into the mines

From this point you have about 2942yards to go where there is plenty of water so the crew get down to some serious propulsion.  After approximately a further 100 yards you reach Cathedral arch where a branch tunnel used to go off to the left, this has since been bricked up and infilled after a short distance
This junction lead to the limestone mines of the East Castle workings of Little Tess, 144 or the Dark Cavern, Big Ben, Mud Hole, Sam’s Dig and Conference room, all connected to the tunnel by underground canals.  I spent many happy hours scrambling about in these huge caverns.  

The crew take a short rest as the boat crosses Cathedral Arch (looking at camera Pete Dodds, me with back to camera and leaning on the front beam Phill Ritchie and Miffy)

As the boat drifts across Cathedral Arch, the crew take advantage of the short break from propulsion before re-entering the main tunnel and legging/pushing begins again, but only for a short section as the boat reaches ‘The Well’ where a 20 foot diameter air shaft breaks through to the surface.  That is the last daylight you would see until you emerge at the Park Head portal (apart from the small Wellington Road airshaft.  At this point the tunnel also goes through a smaller mine on the right-hand side where many wild parties were held in the 1960’s 70’s.  Time now for some serious propulsion as the crew take it in turns to either push on the tunnel walls with their hands or carry out legging.  This was done either by lying on the cabin top or by lying on one of the cross beams and pushing on the tunnel walls with your feet.


Can’t remember who but I think a large party (two boats -100people) facing camera me on left Phil on right, behind me Ginger Mullen, Miffy legging on the cross beam and someone on the cabin top of the proceeding boat.

Now with about an hour’s journey left the crew would get into a routine and to break the boredom would usually brake into song with renditions of various canally songs, folk songs and depending on the passengers, sometimes rugby songs.  We even had our own song written by members of the DCTPS called ‘Push Boys Push’ Most of the time passengers would join in with the sing song and would also have a go at legging.  I especially enjoyed the youth clubs/schools where there were young girls my age (from 13 to 21 years old) and there was nothing better than getting cuddly in the semi-dark!  Soon the boat would be approaching a very low, narrow section where the tunnel had been affected by mining subsidence called the Gaol (where a boat might get stuck inside) at this point anyone legging on the cabin top would have to get off as there would only be a couple of inches clearance, and also the speed of the boat would be drastically reduced.  Soon the boat would be entering the new section where the last 200 yards had been re-built in 1884 due to the tunnel becoming so low.


The Park Head portal and the end of the trip as passengers get off the boat and depart for their transport home.  Some parties would book a return trip.

Finally out into the blinding sunlight, or rain, and all the passengers would get off the boat in the narrows before the crew would bow-haul the boat down the pound to Park Head top lock and wind her ready for the return trip, which might be the same group in which case they usually all retired to the nearest pub at Holly Hall, or a different party for the return trip. Tilley lamps would be re-filled with paraffin, the crew would eat their sandwiches and await the next group.
In all from 1965 up until the re-opening in 1973 I must have gone though Dudley tunnel about 1500 times pushing and legging over 3000 miles but enjoyed every minute.

So next time your going through a tunnel, think of me and

Don’t bang em about.

BLOSSOM



OVERGROUND, UNDERGROUND WOMBERLING FREE

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As mentioned in my previous blog about Dudley Tunnel, its very being was due mainly to the vast quantity of Limestone that Dudley, Wrens Nest and Mons hills are made of.  From the Tipton portal, the first section of tunnel which leads through Shirts Mill and on to Castle Mill basins are known as the ‘Lord Ward’s’ tunnel after the Earl of Dudley who owned all the mineral rights for this area and built this tunnel in 1776 to enable him to extract the limestone and transport it to his lime kilns located in what is now the Black Country Living Museum.
The lime kilns, as now in the Black Country Museum.© BCLM.

Early beginnings
Limestone has been a valuable commodity since Roman times when it was used for making lime mortar and also used in agriculture as a fertiliser.  During the 18thand 19th centuries, it was extensively used in the developing Black Country iron industry as a flux that could be used to clean and purify the iron in the blast furnace.  To give some idea of the demand, at the height of the Industrial revolution there were 220 blast furnaces spread across the town’s of Darlaston, Wednesbury, Bilston, Tipton, Dudley and parts of Wolverhampton, and at about the same time (1796) Castle Hill and Wrens Nest quarries were producing 60,000 tons of limestone per year To make a usable product, the limestone was burnt in a kiln at a very high temperature (calcinated ) resulting in quick lime and if then mixed with water, known as slaking, it produced a stable powder.
Limestone has been mined in the Dudley area for centuries starting in the 11th century for stone to build Dudley castle and then in the 12th century to build St James’ priory all being obtained from surface quarries on Castle Hill.  The earliest record of permission for a lime works in Dudley was in 1634 on Wrens Nest Hill.  The limestone in the Dudley area was laid down during the Silurian period (443 million years to 419 million years ago) and it resulted in two parallel seams running through Dudley, Wrens Nest and Mons Hill at an angle of roughly 45 degrees.
Originally, Lord Wards canal terminated in an underground basin at Castle Mill, later other tunnels were built leading off Castle Mill to connect to the limestone mines under Castle Hill via Cathedral arch, then onwards to take the canal through Dudley Hill and connect the Birmingham canal with the Stourbridge canal and so on to Stourport via the Staffs & Worcester (1792).  Another tunnel built in 1815 connected Castle Mill basin to the mines under Wrens Nest Hill.
Castle Mill Basin in 1975 showing the lord Wards tunnel(top right) the Wrens Nest Tunnel(top left) and the main Dudley tunnel(bottom left ©Dudley CanalTrust

The limestone mines themselves were a combination of underground workings connected by tunnels with underground basins and wharves for loading boats, and these in turn were connected around the mines by plate way railways for limestone to be transported from the working face to these wharves by waggons.  The main centre for both the Castle Hill and Wrens Nest systems was Castle Mill basin which originally was underground, but along with Shirts Mill Basin, had the roof taken off opening them up to the daylight and to give some idea of how productive they were, in 1853 more than 41,ooo boats transported limestone from these mines to the kilns.
A 1926 view of the lime kilns and canal basin, now part of BCLM ©blackcountrymuse.

By the middle of the 19th century the limestone in the Castle Hill mines was stating to run out but their use wasn’t over.  Lord Dudley installed gas lighting and a bandstand in one large cavern called The Dark Cavern, using it concerts balls and scientific lectures.  In 1849 a leading geologist Sir Roderick Murchison gave a lecture in this cavern said to have been attended by 15,000 people covering the fossil evidence provided by this mine network, most of this collection held by Dudley Council Museum Service.
Sir Roderick Murchison’s Silurian lecture in the Dark Cavern © Illustrated London News

The final stone was extracted from the Wrens Nest mines in 1924 and the accompanying lime works until 1935 all finally closing by 1939when the ’black out’ of the second world war forces them to stop firing the kilns.
The Wrens Nest mines
As stated, the limestone was removed from the Wrens Nest mines by means of a canal tunnel from Castle Mill basin.  After just over 780 yards the tunnel opened out into an underground wharf within the East Mine where boats were loaded from the first of the mines
The Step Pit canal basin © Birmingham Mail


The step pit basin looking in the opposite direction ©G Worton

This mine was called the ‘Step Pit’ due to a cast iron spiral staircase with 240 steps leading to the surface.
Inside the step pit ©Birmingham live

Another gallery (South workings of Wrens Nest East mine) that was connected to this mine was known as the Cathedral cavern, due mainly to its gigantic size and also the Minstral gallery
The Cathedral Cavern ©Dudley News.

After a further 447 yards a second loading basin is reached which worked the West Mines, which are better known as ‘The Seven Sisters’
The canal basin within the Seven Sisters mine. © Dudley Council

This mine was so called because of the seven pillars of stone left in on each gallery to support the roof.
A 1984 view inside the first gallery of the Seven Sisters mine showing four of the pillars. © Peter Parkes

Weekends underground.
Although some time was spent exploring the Wrens Nest system it was mainly around the Seven Sisters and sadly only on a couple of occasions as most of our scrabbling around underground was spent in the Castle Hill Mines what follows is an account of a typical Saturday/Sunday’s exploration which I have previously posted on another blog.
A sketch map of the Castle Hill mines

The DCTPS had been formed in 1963 when the tunnel was under threat of closure from British Rail wanting to build an embankment over it’s Tipton portal to support/replace a collapsing viaduct, their first bulletin was produced in September 1964 and I joined in early in 1965.  As the tunnel went through and was linked to the Limestone workings it was only natural for me to be also interested in the ‘Caves’.  Through the 1960’s and 70’s I spent many hours poking about down the mines mainly under Castle Hill and less time under Wrens Nest Hill, and even one sortie in the middle of the night within the Zoo grounds and under the castle itself into the Stores Cavern.  The main reason for this ‘midnight trip’ was the result of an article in the Express & star newspaper where suggestion had again been raised, and strongly denied by the authorities, that the mines under the Castle had been used as an ammunition stores during the war.  So we had to find out as one of our party knew of a mine entrance within the zoo grounds.  So, after midnight we gathered and climbed over the zoo perimeter fence behind the Plaza cinema and made our way to the entrance.  When once we descended into the mine our suspicions were confirmed.  The evidence was there.  Huge fans to remove fume, lifts with signs stating ‘no more than so much explosive to be carried at any one time’ Brick built ‘offices’.
A view inside the Store cavern during a feasibility study in 2017 for opening up to the public.
The Castle Mill system of mines were directly connected to and serviced by the canal network in the same way as the Wrens Nest Mines, I thought this may be of some interest to my blog readers as it is part of our ‘canal system’ that is no longer available in the main to the general public apart from the ‘Disneyfied’ sections seen on the current tunnel trips undertaken by the Dudley Canal Trust.
The network of mines were served by a series of interconnecting canals, sometimes through brick lined tunnels, sometimes through rock tunnels and sometimes in open sections (although inside the mine of course) There was also underground brick built loading wharfs which in some cases were served in turn by tub type tramways/railways although long gone, visible evidence of their existence was still in place such as in the brick lined tunnel sections of Flooded Mine where the imprints of the sleepers were still clearly visible. The craft that were used in this subterranean network of canals were of very crude construction being similar, but much shorter, to the ‘Starvationers’ used in the Duke of Bridgewater’s coal mines at Worsley.
(A mine boat in Castle Mill Basin in 1900, 25 years before limestone extraction finished in Dudley)
I remember spending a couple of weekends in about 1967 along with several other DCTPS members trying to clear away all the limestone rocks and mud in and around one of these mine boats which was sunk just inside the rock tunnel leading from Singer Cavern to Little Tess.
What follows is a reflection of a typical Saturday or Sunday down the mines. I will attempt to remember as much detail as I can. Equipment we would take with us would be :- a complete change of dry clothes, 2 pairs of boots (1 dry, 1 wet. The wet ones had ½ “ holes drilled in the soles, overalls, hard hat, ex-miners battery pack & lamp, a carbide lamp, various ropework and climbing equipment, an inflatable ex-RAF one man survival dinghy (although we have had three in it) Flask of hot soup/drink, sandwiches, small emergency tin (match/candle/safety pin/plaster)

We would all meet at a pre-arranged time at Castle Mill House, which at the time was owned by the DCTPS and situated above the top of the construction shaft in the Lord Wards Tunnel close to Shirts Mill Basin, it actually came up into the kitchen floor of the house by means of a square access manhole.
The construction shaft which was under Castle Mill house. ©DCT.

 All unnecessary items including dry clothes and food were stowed in Castle Mill House and then we would set off to make the short walk past the Hexagon shaped ‘gatehouse’ to the Zoo grounds/castle hill, which at this time was still inhabited, then follow the pathway off up the gradual climb up the back of castle hill. The ground around this area was pitted with depressions where early limestone excavation had taken place and also some the result of subsidence where the mines below had suffered with roof falls and collapse, some of these occurring while the mine was still active the miners response being to drive a brick lined tunnel through the roof fall accessing the remaining mine such as at Sam’s Dig in Mud Hole.
After a walk of just under a mile the entrance of Big Ben would be reached, a large triangular shaped entrance in the bottom of one of the larger depressions.

View from the bottom of Big Ben looking back up towards the surface ©Blossom

With lamps lit we would start our descent into the mines. The entrance sloped down at an angle of about 45° and this ‘ramp’ would be approached by a succession of continuous jumps, with each jump managing to cover about 20feet in distance. The other way to travel down (for the less ambitious) was sitting either on your bum or on your own feet and ‘skiing’ down the limestone screed. After about 100 yards the bottom of the mine would be reached and we would either turn left for about a further 150 yards towards a total collapse of the mine although many hours of fun could be had crawling over, under, around the huge slabs of fallen limestone, some as big as a car. Turn right and it was about 100 yards to the roof fall at the other end of Big Ben. At the very bottom of this mine, it was about 100feet wide and about 75 feet from floor to roof and before the roof had collapsed, it was all part of the Dark Cavern or144 making the Dark Cavern originally in excess of ½ mile long. Over the years, cavers/potholes etc had found/dug/opened up a very small passage through the roof fall going over, under, around the slabs of fallen limestone which lead out into the end of 144. I’m afraid that nowadays I would not have been able to crawl through it, but back in those days I flew threw it. It was that small and tight that it was nicknamed The Virgin so I can safely say that when I was younger I went through a virgin most Saturday afternoon’s! When once through The Virgin you dropped down over the other side of the roof fall again made up of huge blocks of limestone into another cathedral sized mine, Dark Cavern.
  Over to the left and at the very base of the mine was a partially covered brick wall in the centre of which was a tunnel entrance which led into a brick lined tunnel of identical design but of smaller section than the associated canal tunnels.  This was one of the brick lined tunnels driven through the roof fall to allow continued extraction of limestone from the ‘Big Ben’ section of this mine to be taken out via the canal in Dark Cavern.  After a short distance the brickwork had collapsed and this tunnel closed. There was evidence of ‘sleeper imprints’ in the floor of this tunnel showing that Big Ben’s limestone in its latter years was removed in tubs via this tunnel then following along the rock wall at the base of the Dark Cavern for approximately another 50 yards then making a 90° curve, terminating alongside a brick built loading wharf. Running along the right-hand side of the mine was an elevated flat level ‘pathway’ about 20 feet above the base of the mine.  The roof along this section of Dark Cavern was supported by huge pillars of limestone being left in place during limestone extraction. Due to the beds of limestone running at an angle of about 30° then these pillars lurched up from the right hand side of the mine at an angle of about 60° and about half way up their length there was a fault in the limestone with a 2 foot thick layer of softer material which, on some of the pillars was supported with large timber sections and wooden wedges, which often fell out.  In total there were thirteen of these huge pillars running in a row along the length of the mine.  As I mentioned the tub way from Big Ben ended alongside a brick loading wharf, at this point was an underground canal basin from which the canal ran back from this point along the bottom left hand edge of this mine for about 150 yards then the canal, which was about 20 foot wide and 5 foot deep entered a brick lined tunnel about 14foot bore and about 50 foot in length. After this the canal emerged into another open section about 50 foot long to disappear into another brick lined tunnel originally about 50 yards long but blocked by a roof fall half way through, which lead the canal into Little Tess Mine by an open canal about 75 yards long then finally into a 50 foot section of tunnel leading to the underground junction with the main bore of the Dudley Canal Tunnel at Cathedral Arch.
Back to the canal basin in Dark Cavern, also at this point the canal makes a 90° turn then immediately disappears into a brick lined tunnel about 80 yards long until it opens back out into a mine about 75 feet in length called Mud Hole. At the far end of this mine the canal stops but running along each side of the canal are brick-built loading wharves form where the limestone was loaded into the mine boats described earlier. This limestone mine actually ran at 90° to the canal and the mine ran off both to the left and the right. On the right the roof had collapsed and a brick wall ran parallel with the wharf about 20foot away and at the middle of it was a partly covered tunnel entrance called Sam’s Dig which lead into a small brick lined tunnel that had also collapsed a short distance in.  On the right-hand side running away from the loading wharf was a short mine that terminated in a total roof collapse called The Conference Room. At this point the limestone was quite soft and crumbly and lumps were easily split open with a welders chipping hammer or a brickie’s hammer to reveal loads and loads of the famous Trilobite known as ‘The Dudley Bug’.  Continuing straight on from the loading area, lead through a very unstable section of mine regularly collapsing, then to a rising passageway leading to the surface and bringing you out through a small climb/crawl into the bottom of another of the surface depressions or pits. Back into the Dark Cavern at the canal basin, the pathway we were following passes over the top of the tunnel entrance to Mud Hole then past the next limestone pillar and finishes at the base of a stone set of palatial steps leading up the sloping side of the mine to a higher level.
A view inside Dark Cavern showing one of the huge pillars and its fault line. Also the stone steps which led up to the bandstand and the tunnel leading to Mud Hole ©Roy Fellows

At the top and at the left of this stone staircase, is the Bandstand a flat ‘stage’ area surrounded by a low stone wall, again all built out of limestone. It was from this stage that in 1849 Sir Roderick Murchison gave a lecture on Dudley’s limestone and fossils to an invited audience of 15,000. Evidence of the gas lighting installed for this and subsequent visits were around this area with iron gas piping and supporting brackets.  Continuing along this higher pathway brings us past another six limestone support pillars and then to the main entrance on the right-hand side which consisted of a large pit breaking through into the mine with a set of stone steps leading up through the pit to the surface.
The stone pillars just inside the Dark Cavern.©madaboutmining.

Continuing on a further 50 yards you are confronted by a most impressive stone arch way in which was a large iron gate.  Between the top of the arch and the roof, large sections of tree trunk were fitted as supports and from a distance, especially with a light behind the archway, it looked like a set of monster teeth hence its name The Dragons Teeth. Behind the gateway was a pathway that lead up to the surface which I understood to be a mine workers entrance.  As there was no access forward to link to Little Tess, you had to leave the mine system here at this point and clime the remains of the 144 steps out into daylight.
The entrance to the Dark Cavern or 144 as it was also known ©madaboutmining

 After a short walk across to another small surface fissure which led down into Little Tess via a climb/crawl. Little Tess was only a small mine in comparison to the Dark Cavern being about 70 yards long, 50 foot wide and about the same height.  At the bottom was the open section of canal with a tunnel leading off to the right to the Dudley Tunnel, originally a tunnel went off to the right leading back to Dark Cavern, but this had been lost in roof fall.  Leading off on the left at an angle to the through canal was another tunnel, this time not brick lined but of natural rock. This tunnel being about 9 feet wide and with water 5 foot deep.  This 80 yard tunnel leads through to the Singing Cavern, which now forms part of the modern day Tunnel trips and has been ‘altered and landscaped’.  In the 60’s the canal continued along the whole length of the mine up to the roof fall at the end, approx. 100 yards.  About half way along its length and on each side of the canal were brick-built loading wharfs.  Leading back from these wharfs were short 25 foot rock tunnels and at the end of each of these tunnels was a 10 foot circular brick lined shaft leading to the surface but capped off and leading down to a second set of galleries about 70 feet below and totally flooded.
The new look Singer Mine just ahead of the boats are where the loading wharves and side shafts were. ©Express&star

Above where the rock tunnel emerges from Little Tess, were three large limestone pillars similar to those in the Dark Cavern and also at this time, above and behind the rock tunnel were two large holes leading out to the surface giving both fresh air and easy access. Some say this mine was called ‘singer’ because the wind used to blow through these two holes and make sounds, but I must say I’ve been down there from slight breeze to gale force and never hear any sounds, however this mine was very close to the surface and as a result was always very wet with drips continuously falling and as the floor of the mine was all canal, if you stood quietly all you could hear was plop plop plip plop plip plep plip plop plap plup plip plop! And I was told that this was where it got its name from! The last two mines I will describe were not connected to any of those previously described, other than they all connect back to the main Dudley Tunnel.
Castle Mill basin with main Dudley tunnel to the right, new ‘trip’ tunnel in centre and the entrance to murder mine to the left.©DCT

Leading off the Castle Mill Basin on the Dudley side is Murder Mine. Originally both Castle Mill and Shirts Mill Basins were not basins as such but were roofed over and were limestone mines in their own right but later had their tops taken off opening them up to the surface. Murder Mine was named after a dead body found there many years ago (there’s always a body!) It is a bit non- descript really being about 80 feet wide 30 feet high and 125 yards long and terminating in a roof fall.  The other mine, known as Flooded Mine,for fairly obvious reasons, ran at 90° to the main canal off Shirts Mill Basin. As you come out of the main Dudley Tunnel into Shirts Mill Basin, or to give this section it’s proper name, Lord Wards Tunnel, you are flanked on both sides by brick-built loading wharfs. The tunnel entrance you had just come out of had two side tunnels, now bricked up, to enable boats to await loading and leaving a through route open for boats using the main Dudley tunnel.
On the right a short brick tunnel lead to a round vertical shaft leading both up presumably originally to winding gear, and down to Tipton Colliery running through this short tunnel was excavated a short length of tub rail track with cast rails and sleepers into which was cast the name Ward, the Earls of Dudley family name.  On the left-hand side was a small triangular mine entrance which leads into Flooded Mine.
The entrance to flooded mine
 It starts as a small chamber about 20feet square then leading off from this was a brick lined tunnel of similar dimensions to the brick lined tub track tunnels in Dark Cavern and Mud Hole.  This tunnel was about 100 yards long then it opened out into another small mine about 70 feet long and 40 feet wide only to again disappear into another brick lined tunnel about 100 yards long which again opens out into a small mine with a larger section of mine going off and upwards to the right-hand side. Continuing into a third 100-yard section of bricked tunnel you finally come out into the main mine.  So far you have been wading through 2 feet of water from the very start of this mine, also the remaining imprints of the tug rail sleepers can be seen through the whole length of this mine before you disturb the crystal-clear water that is!  As you emerge into this last part of the mine the water gets shallower and shallower until over on the left-hand side of the mine you are walking on dry floor.  Over on the right at this point there is an iron pipe about 4 inches diameter running vertically from ceiling to floor and into the water.  At a point on the surface that we worked out to be over the top of this point is a small brick building with a 4 inch pipe coming up through the floor and on the top of the pipe was a series of ceased levers and mechanism which I would say was some pumping system.  Eventually after a further 100 yards the floor of the mine gradually gets nearer the roof as you clamber over another roof fall.  In total you have probably travelled close on half a mile or there about and in freezing cold water just below your tender bits, (so long as you don’t splash about too much and walk gently) Well there you go that’s about it, once again my biggest regret is, same as the canals at this time, that I didn’t take loads of photo’s. Anyway, I have only one word of warning for you, if you still could venture down and you did, then as far as those big loose lumps of rock are concerned –
 Don’t bang ‘em about,
Blossom.

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THE COAL MAN COMETH

In October last year, Jason Gallop, Four Counties Fuels Limited, asked me if I fancied loading Darley to help him out with deliveries.  Canal and River Trust had a scheduled stoppage for work on Longford Lock, Penkridge.  This meant he would not be able to complete his usual deliveries between Longford lock and Audlem locks as part of the four counties ring, where another stoppage was also due.  Upon telling Dawn she spoke to Jason with some proviso’s

1.    1.    He had to make sure that I ate regularly ( due to my Diabetes).

2.     2.    He had to make sure I did not drink too much (I don’t know what ‘too much’ equates to).

3.     3.    I was not to lift any bags of coal (Due to my medical conditions).

Of cause I said yes, any excuse for boating.  As a result, we had to load Darley before the stoppage came on and get her north of Penkridge and so the plan was hatched

On the 3rdNovember 2021, I moved Darley from her mooring at Great Haywood down to the services at the junction to await the lorry.  At approximately 10.00am it arrived and Jason, Kat and the two lads from the Bryn Coal Company proceeded to load the first 9 tons onto Darley which put her down in the water a bit.

Kat, Jason & Bryn Coal Co lads lo         (copyright J Gallop)
 Darley's bow empty 
     (Copyright J Gallop)
 Darley's bow with 9 ton on
         (Copyright J Gallop)
Upon completion of this, I reversed Darley back to her mooring but, as I expected, it was a struggle to get in on Darley’s mooring with this weight on.  Jason followed up with his boat, Bargus, and between us we put the side cloths up to reduce the amount of rain and also for security.

 Darley loaded with 9 tons and clothed up on her  mooring. (Copyright Blossom)

A week later I again moved Darley down to the service point to await the arrival of the coal lorry.  After unfastening the side cloths and loosely rolling them up, again Jason, Kat and the two boys from Bryn Coal loaded a second 9 tons onto Darley, making a total of 18 tons and putting even further down in the water.

Again, I reversed back to the mooring but this time I couldn't get Darley anywhere near her mooring and so I pulled her alongside Chris Shenton's boat Dubhe on the next mooring.  Upon securing Darley alongside Dubhe we fastened the side cloths back up. Darley was going to stay like this until the beginning of February. During which time several trips down were made to pump out rainwater.

 18 tons on and sitting level
            (Copyright J Gallop)
 Moored alongside Dubhe
(Copyright blossom)
On the 1stFeb Both Darley and Bargus left Great Haywood made the tun at Haywood junction and headed off up the Gailey cut heading for Penkridge. Even with only 18 tons on Darley was struggling dragging here arse all the way until we got to the wides at Tixall when with a bit more water under her she motored on normally that is until we reached Tixall lock.  As we approached the lock, Darley came to a halt with her bows in the lock tail. With Darley at full chatt and sequenced flushes from Kat we slowly inched our way into the chamber.  In fact, we struggled into most of the locks all the way up to Gailey.  As we approached the aqueduct over the river Sow a familiar figure appeared on the towpath.  Armed, as always with his camera, my good friend and photographer, Kev Maslin
Approaching the Sow aquaduct
(Copyright Kev Maslin)

 
 Darley crossing over the Sow
               (Copyright Kev Maslin)


 Darley at Baswich with Bargus following
(Copyright Kev Maslin)
 Darley other side of Baswich bridge
(Copyright Kev Maslin)
We finally tied up above Penkridge lock for the night.  We walked down the town to the re-opened Horse and Jockey only to find they were not doing food but we stauyed for a few pints before returning back to the boats and a delivery order of burger and fries.

 Bargus with Darley behind at Penkridge
(Copyright J Gallop)
Next day (Wed 2 Feb) saw us heading off towards cut End and on up through Filance, Otherton, Rodbaston, Boggs, brick kiln and finally Gailey top.  I can honestly say of all the canals I’ve travelled, I hate the Gailey cut for just as you get going, you reach the next lock.  It was not long before we were heading through the chemical works at Four Ashes where the canal is straight and quite deep (compared to the Gailey cut)  Dawn always calls this factory the ‘Sonic the Hedgehog factory because of all the pipework.  With that past we were making the turn at Calf Heath, whenever I pass the club house here I always think of Ernie Thomas, his hire fleet and trip boat. 

We were soon going under Forster bridge and into the Autherley narrows where although not dragging the bottom progress was slow due to width restricting the flow of water past the boat.  Luckily we did not meet any boats through the narrows and were soon making the tight turn at Autherley Junction and onto the Shroppie.  Had to lift the back button to get through the stop at Cut End as the foot board is on the wrong side of the gate reducing the lock length considerably.

 Autherley narrows
(Copyright J Gallop)
 Making the turn at Cut End
(Copyright J Gallop)
Going to be quite a short day today as only going as far as Stretton and leaving Darley there for a couple of weeks. After an uneventful three hours boating saw us tying up at Industry Narrowboats at Stretton wharf.  Jason and Kat carried on with Bargus. On the 4th Feb, Jason transhipped 7 tons of coal from Darley to Bargus(now 11 tons)

Monday 7thStretton to Wheaton Aston. March saw me setting off from Stretton as I was meeting Jayson and Kat at the services at Wheaton Aston.  They arrived by van at about 12 noon and worked me down the lock to the services where the van was parked.  They then proceeded to load 1000 litres of diesel in 20 ltr containers (1 ton) Logs and Kindling (another ton) and about 30 gas cylinders (1 ton) and about another ton of aged coal. (4 Tons total making load now about 15 tons).

After loading and with the van now empty, Jason took it round to the Hartley Arms and left it, with the Landlords permission, on the car park for the week.  I moved Darley to the other side of the bridge and moored up in readiness for the pub.  Went to the Hartley Arms and had a lovely meal (Butchers faggots mash, chips peas etc) and a few pints of Guinness to swill it down.

Tue 8th.Wheaton Aston to Gnosall We had originally planned to get to Norbury, but the Junction Pub at Norbury is closed on a Tuesday so we decided to go to Gnosall instead. This is normally a 2 ½  hour journey but having to stop every 10 minutes to serve customers  with three or four bags of coal here a cylinder of gas there made the journey a lot longer.  Tea time saw us tying up on the services at Gnosall and a trip up to The Navigation pub where fter ordering beers were told they were not doing food so we left and walked down through the village, past the open chip shop to another pub recently re-opened The Royal Oak who made us very welcome but were also not doing food.  We stayed and had several pints  planning to walk back and collect fish and chips.  Not to be as they were shut.

Wed 9thGnosall to Market Drayton.  Much the same as yesterday with deliveries every 10 minutes or so.  One of the problems with delivering to boats tied up on off side moorings such as at Shebdon and Soudley is that over the years of boats passing at tickover the mud has build up alongside these lines of moored boats making it difficult for loaded boats to get alongside.

 Darley Northbound on the Shroppie(Copyright Kat McCullough)
Soon we were at the top of Drayton locks (Tyrley)so a break in the proceeding for Kat and Jason to set the locks.  About 40 minutes later we were at the bottom and heading for Market Drayton, tying up at the services opposite Talbot Wharf where photographer Stuart France was moored.  An evening walk up the hill to the town and a visit to Joules brewery pub The Red Lion where we had a nice meal and a few pints of Guinness.

 Darley descending Drayton locks
(Copyright Kat McCullough)

 Moored in Market Drayton
(Copyright S France)
Wed 9thMarket Drayton to Norbury. Left Market drayton and we had one customer north of here and as a result had to travel to the winding hole at the top of Adderley to wind and return.  As we had served customers on the way up there was little to do except a couple of boats at Market Drayton visitor moorings then a clear run back to Norbury, arriving there in time to tie up on the services and use the showers before going to the Junction Inn for a tasty Junction steak pie and chips swilled down by several pints of Guinness.  We were joined by Dave and Sarah Ray owner of Norbury Wharf and a good catch-up evening was had.

 Darley coming up Drayton locks
(Copyright S France)
Thur 10th. Norbury to Stretton. A late start as today is only 3 ½ hours away and with no customers it made for an easy day.  We stopped at Wheaton Aston to load the diesel, logs and gas back into the van which frog hopped up to Stretton to help tie up and cloth Darley.

 Daley after all coal was removed
(Copyright J Gallop)

On 30thApril Jason emptied the remaining coal off Darley onto the passing Bargus as he made his deliveries back as normal with the stoppages lifted.  On the whole I enjoyed my little ‘delivery trip’ although I was surprised with how I struggled even with only 18 tons on compared to back in the 70’s.  I also managed not to :-

Bang ‘em about

Blossom

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HANGING UP PLATES

I don’t think anything looks nicer than a properly dressed back cabin with all its brass, lace and especially hanging up plates.

Some call them ribbon plates while some call them lace plates but boaters called them ‘hanging up plates’. 

  Many people have said to me that they don’t like them because they rattle and ‘ching’ (not if they are hung correctly) So that brings me on to today’s chosen subject (background Mastermind Music) that of decorating a traditional back cabin. (You will note: back cabin – not boatman’s cabin as that’s a modernism 

Quite a lot of people with both ex working and modern ‘traditional’ boats have plates hanging in their cabins, but how many actually know how to hang them in a back cabin, and while I do not profess to be any sort of expert, I feel that I did learn from one back in the 1970’s when I was decking out the then, new back cabin of my large Woolwich butty Bingley. 

 Like many, I tied a loop of white ‘knicker elastic’ through the top of three or four of the slots in the chosen plate, decided where I wanted to hang it, and screwed a small brass cup hook in that position then hung the plate on it. Next a second plate would be hung in the same manner on another cup hook, then, when all plates were in position, they would be tied to each other with further pieces of ‘knicker elastic. ( Or something similar) The result was untidy, random, had no order to it and left large areas of cabin sides showing.

  

One evening whilst sat in the back cabin of Bingley on our moorings at Tipton we heard a boat approaching from under the bridge ‘ole, both myself and Clive and Pat Stevens came out of our respective cabin hatches, to see that it was Roger and Jean Hatchard with Keith Christie’s josher motorboat Lynx and their small Woolwich butty Hyades. At this time the moorings were shared by myself with Bingley, Cliff Sherwood’s small Northwich motorboat Belatrix, his blue top butty Lynne ( being converted to a motor and a trip boat) Clive & Pat Steven’s pair of large Woolwich’s Battersea and Barnes, Keith Christie’s Josher Lynx, Glyn & Rose Phillip’s small Woolwich motor Aquarius as well as a steam dredger and a small iron iceboat.
Roger and Jean had come over to stop for a couple of days visiting Pat and Clive Naturally, they were invited over to their butty cabin of the evening, along with myself we spent the evening chatting about ‘boaty things’ and consuming several pots of tea. During the conversation the topic of hanging up plates sarcastically came up. Straight away Roger stated “Jean will show you if you want” and so the next night the lesson began. This involved the purchase of a ball of white cotton string and green plastic coated gardening wire.

I thought I would share with you how I was shown to hang both plates and the lace in between them. This method can apply anywhere in a back cabin but I am describing the section of cabin side behind the range.
Start by sorting your plates into groups, types, size etc. have a good idea in your mind how you want to lay them out. See how many plates it will take to go across the area you are covering, then how many rows it will take from top to bottom of cabin side. In the case below five plates in a row and three rows


Remember that the top row of plates will be set down half the depth of your lace from the top. Screw a cup hook in at the top of where each column of plates will be. As shown below.




Start with the bottom row first and hang each plate in turn with a length of string through the ribbon slots, ensure each string length is identical so the plates are all in a line. Then tie each plate to each other with short pieces of string going between the ribbon slots. At this point the row of plates will probably hang away from your cabin sides, don’t worry this will be fixed later. Then fix two more cup hooks at each end, above the bottom row of plates and at a height above the row of plates equal to half the depth of your lace. As shown below



Now form a loop with a pencil in the end of the gardening wire and loop it over the one side cup hook.  Now stretch the wire across the front of the plates/strings across to the other side cup hook, and twist it round the cup hook then cut it off with snips.

And now to the lace. Start by tying a loop in each end of a length of string equal to the exact length between the two side cup hooks (remember this string has to be tight between the hooks. When you have this right (after a bit of practice probably) thread the string in and out of the top of the length of lace you have cut. Now put the string loops over the cup hooks. As shown below







The tight wire behind the top edge of the lace holds all the plates back close to the cabin sides, while the string holds the lace.. The process is now repeated with the next row up being tied back to the same cup hooks at the top. As shown below




This is then followed by two more cup hooks and another line of wire and stringed lace. As shown below.



And finally the top row is fitted in the same manner and the finished panel is as set out below.



Well that’s all folks, just to finish off here is a couple of photos of inside my back cabin and her anging up plates.

  


and so if you follow this simple method of hanging up your plates you will not

'bang 'em about

Blossom

 



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