Newcastle you're my city, I'm pleased to call you mine
Standing oh so pretty on the banks of Tyne
No matter where I should dare to travel land or sea
Newcastle on the Tyne is home to me
Newcastle on the Tyne is Home to Me
Mitford Family
Achievements Part 3: a summary
This is the third part in my series of posts about Dad (Wilf Mitford)'s achievements. It's a summary of the impact of his work. All of the posts in this series are taken directly from an award nomination made by my Mum, Maggie, back in the late 1990s, which is an absolute gem in terms … Continue reading Achievements Part 3: a summary
Achievements Part 1
When going through Dad's things I found this award nomination that my Mum wrote, no doubt with some input from Dad. It's an absolute gem of a piece of writing as it clearly outlines what he produced, when, and the reception it received. I couldn't resist sharing it. I've left it pretty much as written, … Continue reading Achievements Part 1
When Trying to Sell Ya Hoose
When w'put wa hoose up for sale, w'got loads of nosey parkersWho would caall around at aawkward times, when you're in the bath and starkersY'knew they didn't want to buy, they would aalways mek an excuseOh the trials and tribulations when tryin' to sell ya hoose Y'd get these funny people who didn't keep their … Continue reading When Trying to Sell Ya Hoose
The Bonny Banks of Benwell
There is a place in Newcastle's WestLately it has had bad pressThough people there think it's the bestThe bonny banks of Benwell Now Benwell folk don't have a lotYou won't see them out on their yachtsBut they'll give you all that they've gotOn the bonny banks of Benwell Benwell's changed throughout the yearsThey've knocked down … Continue reading The Bonny Banks of Benwell
Plessey Woods
Ev'rybody get your duds We're gannin doon to Plessey Woods See the squirrels in the trees Plessey Woods the place for me
Cramlington Village Fair
One sunny Sat'day morning, aroon the middle of June,
The wife sez "We're gannin' oot it opens at twelve noon",
The place was packed when we arrived, the Mayor of Blyth was there,
And we had a good time at the Cramlington Village Fair
The Pitman Poet
CHORUS : So here's to the memory of Tommy Armstrong He was the pitman poet, righting all life's wrongs In the words of his poems which are now folk songs Here's to the memory of Tommy Armstrong He was the pitman poet, recording life and times In the late eighteen hundreds in his verses and … Continue reading The Pitman Poet
Mitford Music 