Tag Archives: smoke
The little matchgirl. A tale re-told. Part 1 of 2
… when respectable heads were hatted and industrial smoke filled every lung, when automobiles were rare and horses and carts were common, then, lived a poor little match girl. Molly. We join her one cold December day, as … Continue reading
Posted in Fiction, probably
Tagged cigarettes, cigars, factories, fairy tales retold, fires, fog, Hans Andersen, pipes, smoke, tobacco
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There and back. A post-industrial journey, with cake
I used to love seeing labels that said ‘Empire Made’ – engraved on an old pair of scissors or a battered decorative tin. Such a feeling of immensity in that one word, ‘empire’. But I was a little girl then … Continue reading
Posted in Art, jaunts & going out, Britain now & then
Tagged cake, chimneys, Commonwealth, cotton, empire made, mills, silver jewellery, smoke, weavers, wool, Yorkshire
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