Isn’t it typical how the weather starts looking up again now that the Bank Holiday is over! Oh well, I suppose it’s just sod’s law...
And it’s sod’s law how I didn’t get 17 chapters edited, as hoped – in fact I’m still on editing chapter 13, so I think I can safely say this second draft is taking a little longer than initially expected. In all likelihood I will probably have 17 edited by the end of this week instead. Not to worry though, as long as it’s moving along (even at a snail’s pace) that’s all that matters.
My poem The First Shift, which I wrote in commemoration for the 60th Anniversary of the Easington pit disaster, and which I recorded at The Studio in Hartlepool with the other Easington Writers, has now been uploaded to the Listen Up North website and can be found using the following link:
I read it out on Saturday 28th May at Easington’s Memorial Avenue, along with the other Easington Writers who recited poetry of their own, to an audience of perhaps forty.
Sunday 29th May marked the actual 60th anniversary, and I, along with the other Easington Writers, read out at Easington Welfare Hall to an audience of around thirty. This time I read out a different poem of mine, 29th May 1951, which was more specific to the disaster, which can be read below:
29th of May 1951
It was a Tuesday morning like any other
So how could those men have known?
That Death & Fate had swooped hand in hand
To where they worked down below
It was half past four, the village still slept
When Death came thundering down
And Fate rose hot in fiery flames
Reverberations shook the ground
Fate was cruel, trapping all those men
From those they knew up above
And Death was greedy, taking so many
Caring neither for family nor love
The families kept waiting,
Hoping and praying for news of their men to pass
That they’d be ok and walk out unscathed
High hopes in their hearts of glass
Alas there was none, their lives were all shattered
They learnt the horror of Fate
So for the sake of those men and all they held dear
Let’s always remember this date
Tomorrow I shall be reading out one last time at Beamish. The Easington Writers will be opening the service at the Memorial Chapel. Then for the rest of the week I will be slogging away at Slippery Souls.
That’s all of my news for this week, and since I’m four chapters behind already I’m off to do some catching up!