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Anonymous on 13/11/2012 said:
I worked in the Plate mill for 19 years,a very noisy place to work,On a still night you could here the noise from Hownesgill plate mill, at Consett almost half a mile away, and in the winter the snow would blow in through the Loading bay doors & form drifts.The Loading bay doors were always open to allow the Engines to bring in the trucks for loading. EricH.
GR068 on 4/7/2011 said:
I remember that my auntie Violet's dog, Roy was an unusual colour--PINK. They lived in Constance street in Consett and Roy-originally white, kept coming home tainted with the iron ore dust from the fields. Another memory is of my Dad, Jackie Robson, meeting someone in Devon who said 'I bet you come from Consett'. When my Dad asked the man how he knew, the man said, 'Ah, the accent and the fact that the underneath of your car is coated with pink dust'. ha.
Anonymous on 27/1/2011 said:
I remember going to Rossis. People didn’t go to cafes like they do today, it was a bit of a treat. I used to go when I was a young ‘un. It was a bit of a luxury really; you didn’t often get money to go and sit down and get an ice cream. We used to have milk in a glass with a straw and ice-cream. I progressed from there to the pubs!
Anonymous on 27/1/2011 said:
I worked in the ironworks during the war, I was one of about 700 women who went to work there. We wore bib and brace overalls, and we used to wear a cap with a bit of net in the back because if your hair got caught in the drills you were spun round.

There were channels all round us where the rats used to run. We thought nothing of it, those days; you weren't fussy as long as you just got cracking.
Anonymous on 27/1/2011 said:
My father worked in the steelworks, which was part of the ironworks of course. I worked in the boilershop. It was more or less customary practice for a father to take his son in to the ironworks. From 17 year old more or less I started in the mill, and I finished in the same department as what I started in.
Anonymous on 27/1/2011 said:
I visited Rossi’s cafe in my youth we had a youth club in the Avenue Methodist Chapel opposite the cafe and would often go in for a coffee before the youth club started on a Sunday little Mrs Rossi was always behind the counter.