I was 27 at the time of the 1984 strike and working at Westoe colliery. My overriding memory was the way the strike was started using flying pickets. The miners had already voted against the strike and rightly so as there were record coal stocks on the ground and we were now past the worst of winter and heading for warmer weather. It was industrial suicide and played into the hand of Thatcher who was determined to break the miners – at any cost.
Flying pickets were used to picket out the miners pit by pit, area by area until the miners were fully on strike. I am not and have never been an Arthur Scargill fan but I have to say history proved him right.
The hardship people endured was remarkable and I remember getting my food parcel every two weeks from the union and only survived the strike with help from both my wife’s parents and mine in paying the bills. I got fuel for the fire from various places and even though we were in a smokless zone we burnt anything on the fire to keep the house warm.
Families were split, it set brother against brother, father against son and you had to feel sorry for some of those who returned to work early driven by extreme hardship and pressure from wives. In stark contrast to those who returned to work out of pure greed.
There were so many stories about the strike it would probably take a book to recount them all. Police on the picket lines without any numbers on their uniforms (suspected to be from army), Police brutality, Police stupidity in the charge down Leighton street where even the window cleaner was arrested. I have that as far as I am aware none of the local Police were involved as they knew it was their community.
Despite my reservations about the strike I stayed true to the union and returned to work a year later on the same shift we finished on (nights ) to be treated like sh*te by the ar**holes who were supposed to be managers. That’s when animosity started against those who had returned to work early and of course the managers put in place measures to protect them.
To misquote Charles Dickens…..”It was the best of times, it was the worst of times………”.
Flying pickets were used to picket out the miners pit by pit, area by area until the miners were fully on strike. I am not and have never been an Arthur Scargill fan but I have to say history proved him right.
The hardship people endured was remarkable and I remember getting my food parcel every two weeks from the union and only survived the strike with help from both my wife’s parents and mine in paying the bills. I got fuel for the fire from various places and even though we were in a smokless zone we burnt anything on the fire to keep the house warm.
Families were split, it set brother against brother, father against son and you had to feel sorry for some of those who returned to work early driven by extreme hardship and pressure from wives. In stark contrast to those who returned to work out of pure greed.
There were so many stories about the strike it would probably take a book to recount them all. Police on the picket lines without any numbers on their uniforms (suspected to be from army), Police brutality, Police stupidity in the charge down Leighton street where even the window cleaner was arrested. I have that as far as I am aware none of the local Police were involved as they knew it was their community.
Despite my reservations about the strike I stayed true to the union and returned to work a year later on the same shift we finished on (nights ) to be treated like sh*te by the ar**holes who were supposed to be managers. That’s when animosity started against those who had returned to work early and of course the managers put in place measures to protect them.
To misquote Charles Dickens…..”It was the best of times, it was the worst of times………”.
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