Just read Jolono's poem in most read

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Just read Jolono's poem in most read

Bloody hell brings back memos. Jolo you missed out Granddad blowing bubbles in you bubble pipe with a mouthful of cigarette smoke (well mine did). When they popped they gave off a puff of smoke and your pipe tasted of baccy for weeks.

Funny thing ... I don't smoke now.

Reading this on December 3rd when, on this day in 1959 dozens of lives were lost in a train crash in London due to the driver of a Southern Region express (Battle of Britain Class loco) smacked into a suburban train in the rush hour because he couldn't see the signals due of one of the last smogs before the clean air act, really brought home the feeling of those 'pre-electric' days.

Bugger, got the date wrong. Lewisham 1967 4th December. Still brings winter memories of black and white TV new reports.

 

Actually Bexley I think it was 1957. I was very young but remember it. We lived in Lewisham and our garden backed on to the railway; we heard the noises down the line, and the police sirens/bells. Linda

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Hello Linda, yup a miss-type, 1957. I didn't do this well did I? First I got the year wrong and then typed it wrong ... proof of ageing ;( Anyway it was 55 years ago today... thank God (well the Government really) for the clean air act. I can remember getting totally lost in my own street. About 90 died and I think it was the worst crash in the UK at the time Anyway, Jolono's poem is great.

 

Thanks Bexley, it seems so long ago that I wrote it and had no idea it had so many reads! I can vaguely remember some really bad fog when I was a kid in the sixties, remember looking out of the window and seeing nothing, literally nothing. Glad you liked the poem.