The Wisdom of Peter Doody Do you remember fitzy in days now long gone by The sounding of pit buzzers piercing thru a smoke filled sky Red city streets that stood the test of time Starched white washing hanging from the line Red faced women in dressed in gingham check All knelt in the street to scour the step Snap tins and dudleys set out so fine For sons and fathers that went to the mine. Col bettleys betting shop in rockingham street A five bob win and we’ll have a treat Laycocks, nutalls, and Arthur green Butchers to the miners and not the queen Billy walkers to get well shod, black tuff shoes For less than thirty bob Cassy bulmers for a bag of chips stand in the qeue and We’ll have no lip Jud wicks paper shop no money but strap We get paid on Friday me mam will pay it back Matinee on Saturday at the pics, two bob in and No pick and mix Pit club, Ping pong, farmers trips No Spanish costas or foreign trips Friendships forged in blood and sweat Days and friends I will never forget. Well said my friend...
Posted on: Sun, 23 Mar 2014 23:05:50 +0000
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