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Trimdon Grange Explosion

TRIMDON GRANGE EXPLOSION   *  
( 16 FEB  1882,  DURHAM,  ENGLAND )

Noo March is heor and the wind she’s cowld  *
But the sixty nine sowls divvent feel it   -  strange
Theor noo  wheor they  feel nee  cowld and nivver get owld
Since they gave theor sowls at Trimdon Grange.

Last month on that bad  sixteenth day
Owld   Widow  Burnett went to church to pray
For the  three  fine  sons she once cherished
Noo,  aal  too soon,   they hev  aal  perished

In  thet dusty  pit the  rolleyways worn’t  proper  wattored  *
And in the Harvey Seam -  a thoosand foot doon
And three miles lang   -   that’s   aal  thet  mattored.
The goaves  *   wor filled wi’ gas and the dust wes  aal  around.

They  winnet  be  gannin yem  nee maor  *
Nor scrannin theor supper  o’  pan hagglety *
Nor hengin theor coats yon under the staor
Nor scoffin  theor  bait and sugary  tea

Wor  footbaal  tyem’s  gannin  tiv  miss the  lads
Joseph, Geordie, and James and the fower Broons
We’ll  nivver  forgit what gyems we had
And when we skelped  Hartlepool Toon *

At Durham Big Meetin  as the bands  made a start
And the teams showed  theor  best to the  crood
We were cowpin  wor creels in the clart  *
and  shootin   the odds  o’  Hartlepool  oot  lood.

Oh  weel, they left hame that morning to eorn theor daily bread;
Noo  theor  scrannin  in a place where danger is nee maor.
Sixty nine men and boys wor numbered wi  the dead.
Aye, death will pay us  aal  a visit : they hev  ownly  gone befaor.

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*       One of the worst coal mining disasters in England

*       The dialect is known as “Geordie” and is still widely known today  in the UK.  It
is the   dialect of my own childhood, sadly now heavily overlain with standard English.

*       Watering kept the explosive dust under control

*        A  goaf was a working gallery in the mine

*        Pan hagglety  -  a  fried mutton dish

*        The  Trimdon Grange soccer team beat Hartlepool’s team the previous year.

*        They won’t be going home any more

*        Doing somersaults on the muddy ground

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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Date: 11/3/2010 10:47:00 PM
Congratulations on your win in the contest, Sydney! Great job..well-earned win! ...Audrey
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Date: 11/3/2010 6:01:00 AM
Congrats on the placement.
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Date: 11/1/2010 4:30:00 PM
Congratulations on your win..Sara
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Date: 11/1/2010 12:49:00 PM
Gosh, I love historical writes and I don't know how you managed to do this dialect so perfectly, Sydney. Congratulations on you well-deserved win in Deb's contest! Love, Carolyn
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Date: 11/1/2010 9:01:00 AM
Wow! Sydney. I'm familiar with the Geordie dialect through t.v. programmes but have never seen it written down.I think your entry was great.Congratulations on your win,I'm not surprised. love June.
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Date: 11/1/2010 5:16:00 AM
Congratulations on this well deserved win, Sydney
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Date: 10/31/2010 5:27:00 PM
Do the happy winner dance! What a greatand important topic for the verse. Impressive use of dialect and end rhyme. Congrad's on your win!
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Date: 10/11/2010 12:53:00 PM
absolutely love it BUT not the notations I thought you were trying to make silly faces LOL, just use * (one single * to note there is an explaination at the end)YOU are a marvel! Light & Love
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