:-)))) All my life I will remember going "down" the pit with Busty and "coming back up" with coal stained clothes. I can just about remember the big strikes -by that time I had left Britain and was living in France more's the pity- and for some reason that I still can't fathom I have developed a passion for coal mining. Welsh coal mining, that is. I'm just not interested elsewhere. That's Busty's fault. We were there in March so there was very little business and we stayed for ages talking with him, asking him tons of questions. It was a very, very good moment, thanks for reminding me of it.
I love your comment "standing as a reminder of the past" Really lovely pictures.
The structure looks very sturdy and quiet old as well, I gather those are shoots for the coals then.Looks as if you must of had a grand time at the christmas fair, nice pictures of both posts.
As you have taken the time to read my blog and comment then whenever possible I will always reply. Thank you. Dave