37511 South Bank Wilton Tripper 30th June 1987
Haunted by the lengend of a better past...
An afternoon spent on the path beside the railway line between Cargo Fleet and Grangetown. I don't need to know what will pass by, I just know that it will, and that mostly all will be hauled class 37s, of the heavy weight refurbished subclass that has recently arrived at Thornaby depot. To the uninitiated, this is a forbidding place, dust, noise, the heaviest industry surrounds, an alien landscape, and that includes myself. I have before this day passed through and marvelled. A day out to Saltburn, I will maybe have been eight years old. So many sidings, wagons, industry, the promise of exotic locos, and the unforgettable stench of sulphur. Eyes on stalks, such a young lad.. Periodically since I have returned. The stench soon became filtered out though the coke ovens didn't. The iron and steel making, and the rolling mills all retreated east towards Redcar, they had been receding away at a steady pace since the 1970s when they reached the eastern edge Middlesbrough. Those who know the place know how savage the passing of time has been. The final vestiges, once the largest blast furnace in Europe by Redcar is now under the process of demolition. One alien world is replaced by another...Those who know it can only look.
And the title ? Listening to various musics whilst dealing with this, what will be a mini series, well this one just seemed so appropriate..
jojohnson.bandcamp.com/track/haunted-by-the-legend-of-bet...
37511 South Bank Wilton Tripper 30th June 1987
Haunted by the lengend of a better past...
An afternoon spent on the path beside the railway line between Cargo Fleet and Grangetown. I don't need to know what will pass by, I just know that it will, and that mostly all will be hauled class 37s, of the heavy weight refurbished subclass that has recently arrived at Thornaby depot. To the uninitiated, this is a forbidding place, dust, noise, the heaviest industry surrounds, an alien landscape, and that includes myself. I have before this day passed through and marvelled. A day out to Saltburn, I will maybe have been eight years old. So many sidings, wagons, industry, the promise of exotic locos, and the unforgettable stench of sulphur. Eyes on stalks, such a young lad.. Periodically since I have returned. The stench soon became filtered out though the coke ovens didn't. The iron and steel making, and the rolling mills all retreated east towards Redcar, they had been receding away at a steady pace since the 1970s when they reached the eastern edge Middlesbrough. Those who know the place know how savage the passing of time has been. The final vestiges, once the largest blast furnace in Europe by Redcar is now under the process of demolition. One alien world is replaced by another...Those who know it can only look.
And the title ? Listening to various musics whilst dealing with this, what will be a mini series, well this one just seemed so appropriate..
jojohnson.bandcamp.com/track/haunted-by-the-legend-of-bet...