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Former pub landlord Shamus O’Shandy and Andrew Barclay pause to enjoy in the lovely late summer morning at Whimsy Pit.
This little known coastal pit and wharf marks the far western extremity of the North Somerset coal field. However the tiny mine is used mostly as a storage facility for illicit goods and other contraband, but a token amount of coal is bought to the surface to justify its existence and just about covers the cost of keeping the water pumps running.
High water springs and a gusty southwesterly are due, so an old dinghy has been placed near the tracks just in case there’s a little flooding. Though climbing up on to the engine is probably a better option, for if it does flood it will only be a foot or two deep. And anyway the dinghy has no oars or anchor, so will float away into the Bristol Channel before it’s of any use.
Meanwhile having built up a good head of steam, the old coastal steam freighter is about to head off to Flat Holm, a small island in the middle of the Bristol Channel to collect a fresh batch of moonshine.
Flat Holm used to be called High Holm, but frequent moonshine production explosions over the years have reduced the island’s height, hence it now being called Flat Holm.
The eagle eyed will spot Bob Geeza Cat standing on the roof of the bridge, he’s off to the island with Beryl for a few days holiday, Bob for the rodents, and Beryl for the strapping young men who produce the moonshine. That’s her Austin Seven by the way.
And finally, most of my posts are based on a suspect reality, so should not be taken too seriously by scholars seeking total historical accuracy.
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