This month Alan Kent remembers the not so distant glory days at South Crofty with his poem Winding Engine, Robinson’s Shaft. “ʼEave on your steelies boy! We’m goin’ down t’ ’Ell.” This must have once been said here, above the bountiful, tapering shaft of two hundred fathoms upon which still rests this battleship grey of drum and…Continue Reading “Poetry – Winding Engine, Robinson’s Shaft”