Morley

The Dying Industry: Morley

Anyone hitch hiking to London in the 1970's from White Mare Pool, after all the Old Roundabouts on The Artery South may have noticed the River Signage.

Just in Yorkshire The River Swale is crossed, then The River Ur, then The River Nidd, then The River Wharfe, and then The River Calder.

Standing at Allinson's Mill Weir in South Yorkshire in 1963 The River was Multi-Coloured with 'The Dying Industry'.

From these Polluted River Banks Sprung Albert Pierspoint, John Christie (The Hangman and the Hanged both from the Leeds suburb of Morley) and Ted Hughes.(Mytholmroyd).

In Jarrow at about the same time in Jarrow a man was catapulted 100 foot off the ground out of The Plexiglass Factory from an explosion, landing at the foot of The Southern Tyne Tunnel Vent Shaft.



In West Berlin at about the same time the erection of The Berlin Wall commenced, modestly and briefly at first in Kreuzberg.

(Standing anywhere really, on Bismarkestrasse emerging from The Hallenbad on Krumme Strasse, the Bent Street in Charlottenburg, the vista is linear from Spandau, all the way (krumme) to Frankfurt am Oder. Oder?

The Germans, see, The Noble Berliner Schnauze Volk, were obliged to dig, and often did, these Prussian Strait Lines after the many wars they stared. Conveniently, Digging Sand out of The North German Sea Plate was relatively easy. No English City has any Empire Vistas, only Pall Mall in London.

Unlike Nottingham, Berlin has dedicated cycle lanes criss-crossing the Former DDR Haupstadt.

German Berliner Cyclist can see how the world used to be, by visiting The Post War Museum of Nottingham. Like a Museum von Menchenkunde, all the Paid Actors are Echt.)

Many Geordie Miners went to Nottingham mainly from Wallsend and Percy Main then progressively from Horsely Hill, South Shields, to Cotgrave and the Nottinghamshire Coalfield, generally. Try cycling along The Grantham Canal without meeting a Geordie Miner.

'The Nottingham Volk' made these Less Shy and More Vocal North Invaders Very Welcome.

Nottingham

In 1975 The River Trent lapped the threshold of Nottingham Railway Station. A stunted tree now flourishes there, in an Elevated Gutter above the red sandstone clock tower eaves, a reminder of Nottingham‘s Lost Heritage. The Town House, the absurd and bloated office of Nottingham City Council, made tragic mistakes for the people of Nottingham, but could not be dragged out and held to account On High Pavement In The Beast Market.

It all started, see, with the Judaic Retail sponsored destruction of Nottingham Victoria, a dark cathedral railway station in a massive cleft now a dangerous drop in Central Nottingham. A dark tunnel linked Nottingham Victoria to Nottingham Central Station. Retail magnates ripped out whole quarters of English cities using Hypnotism and Psychology, to herd the Unwitting Nottingham Masses into places which were often former Cattle Markets as in Grantham, Gloucester and Banbury. The same London Architect was there again at the end, to build Nottingham Trinity, a Quarter of a Century later.



Without asking anyone, see, The Invisible Town House continued the Vandalism of Nottingham, by chopping up the natural lay lines of Nottingham, a classical cross linking St. Mary’s Cathedral with Nottingham Castle, and West Brigdford with Sherwood. The Lace Market beyond Weekday Cross is A Deserted Village.

These inverted Snobbery Creatures still inhabit The Town House. Perhaps it is time for The Boy Scout Tory Boys of Trent Bridge to take over Nottingham. In The Next Decade, The Moral Decade, with all their faults, The Boy Scout Tory Boys of Radcliffe and Ruddington striding off the fields in worsted, like Farm Labourers, may be better educated for The New Decade.

The Butchery of Nottingham City was complete when the Limbs of Nottingham were hacked off with the building of The Inner Ring Road and Maid Marion Way.

Nottingham’s Entrepreneurs among Newcastle Square This and Duke of Newcastle That, from the Proud Aspect of Cliffs just north of Nottingham Castle, had built St. Pancras station and Hotel, a Victorian Cathedral and Highest Achievement of Victorian London, from River Trent mud, bricks Fired Here in the Heart of The Midlands: In Hoveringham.



And it continued see, when without asking for permission from The Unwitting Masses of Nottingham, Nottingham Tram was built at the expense of A High Speed Midlands Express Train One Hour Out Of London, Making Nottingham a London Suburb.

Selfish Nottingham Lawyers Shot Themselves and All of the People of Nottingham, In The Foot, see, when failing to set up A Legal Framework for The High Speed Midlands Express Train, preferring dowdily to continue To Fork Out The Full Fare On The Day to London, charging The Full Whack, to their Town House clients.

The rational for The Nottingham Tram, see, was that Sheffield had one and, well it’s European. The Creative and Unimaginative Nadir of Nottingham Town House, meant that the tram would be green. The Conservative Minded Town House Labour Council meant that the tram would link The M1 (Nottingham is prejudiced towards These Hermetic Citizens, their only Vocabulary a Honk of a Horn: Car drivers are more likely to have a job, accessing The Midlands quickly, mainly producing spreadsheets, in dour monochromatic brick hells, off motorway roundabouts} to Derelict Town This and New Suburb That, whose 'Useless Eaters' should have been long gone, socially engineered and Labour Directed, Chauchescu-like, like, away to Peterborough and The Surrounding Pea Tin Factories.

No planning has ever been undertaken in Nottingham for Cyclist Paths leaving the cyclists more like Angry Psychopaths on Cycle Paths.

The New Nottingham International Gallery, now blocks The Victoria Tunnel Forever.