Moira Furnace

Today’s dog walk was a bit of a nostalgic day out. I lived in the area within walking distance of the furnace and five active coal mines of the South Derbyshire coal fields. To the casual passer-by the area looked rundown and tired. To me the place was a vibrant living landscape brimming full of industry, both past and present.

Industrialised yes, but it did sustain communities.

Within the space of a couple of years, all of the mines were closed and removed from the landscape, as in a crime novel where the perpetrator conceals the incriminating evidence. Miners who were about to me made redundant were being asked to demolish their own livelihoods and remove the remnants from the landscape. There was to be no monuments to the past mining history, the communities, or the way of live that went with it.

The body bag came in under the disguise of the National Forrest.

I am not bound to feeling sad about change. While we all want happy moments to last, the reality is, nothing is permanent in life only change itself. Saying that, I do get a kick from nostalgia and by visiting these places of change, I can build new fond memoires of this new landscape and new places to explore.

About Morturn

Historian – Photographer – Filmmaker Retired construction professional with a passion for public, social and industrial history. I believe in equality, dignity and integrity for all. Don’t like people who try to belittle the ambitions of others. I am of the opinion that my now life belongs to the whole community and as long as I live, it is my privilege to do for it whatever I can. I want to be thoroughly used up when I die, for the harder I work the more I live.
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