WOULD you look at the man!” Maggie said. She wasn’t much to look at herself, being as black as sin from the coal dust. She’d just finished a shift at the colliery screens, picking lumps of coal out of

When Emma Childerley’s dad was cruelly taken from her, she vowed to get answers…

WHAT was the man thinking of when he did his shopping? Jessie thought. Two huge, brown paper parcels spilled food on to the kitchen table. Enough to feed a family for a fortnight at least. Slices of t

On a leisurely weekend break, the last thing I expected to be wearing was a hard hat with a headlamp, a battery pack and a pair of wellingtons. But there I was, fully togged up – along with seven othe

JAMIE MASON returned to the village, an arm and leg still in plaster, but a single crutch tucked determinedly under his good arm, convinced that he would soon be back down the pit. As was always the c

I wonder how many of you watched a TV programme that dealt with the awful winter of 1947? It was fascinating for me to watch because it brought back so many memories of the dreadful time for my parent