Stop three · Loading bay 2
The Yard
In front of Middleton’s platform is the yard, where the trains were put on the track: long rakes of Yeoman stone wagons, coal hoppers and mineral wagons, the diesels that work them, and an engine shed.
Tucked in beside the running lines is a coal merchant’s yard. The sign on the fence says Scott’s; the name over the office door says Ivor Lump.
Gold markers point out small details. Select one to read about it.
Coalmen at workIn the bunkers one coalman swings his pick while his mate in blue looks on, and another stands by with his shovel.1 of 2 details
Crates for the next trainAcross the yard, at the far end of Middleton’s platform, a railwayman keeps watch over a stack of crates waiting for the next train.2 of 2 details
Waved through the gateAt the open gate a man in a red neckerchief raises a hand, as though waving the loaded tipper out of the yard.1 of 2 details
Up on the coal heapShovel in hand, a coalman in a white cap works the heap among the filled sacks, getting the next round ready.2 of 2 details
Ivor LumpHe gave the coal merchant a name to smile at. Say it out loud.1 of 3 details
Ready for the roundPiled high with bulging sacks, the National Coal Board lorry stands ready to set off on its delivery round.2 of 3 details
Settling the coal orderOutside Ivor Lump’s office, a man in blue overalls turns to a caller in cap and jacket, as though settling the week’s coal order.3 of 3 details
The coal merchant’s
Coalmen fill sacks from the dark timber bunkers and stack them on a National Coal Board lorry, while a man in a red neckerchief waves from the yard gate.
Look closer
He gave the coal merchant a name to smile at. Say it out loud.
Keeping an eye on thingsHands on hips at the foot of the steps, a man in a white shirt watches the yard like a foreman checking on the work.1 of 2 details
A shout across the tracksA man in blue overalls and a red neckerchief raises a hand across the tracks, as if calling out to someone on the far side.2 of 2 details
A load that lifts outTipped up to show its pale base, this coal load lifts right out: Grandad made his loads removable, so the wagons could run full or empty.1 of 1 detail
Time for a natterTwo women in bright summer dresses, one in red and one in yellow with a hat to match, have stopped for a natter by the lamp post.1 of 3 details
Mind your backsTwo men in caps heave a heavy crate between them across the yard, shuffling past the green oil drums.2 of 3 details
Weeds along the railingsWeeds sprout all along the foot of the railings, a small, untidy, true-to-life touch that Grandad added.3 of 3 details
Shunting the stone wagonsThe little wasp-striped shunter busies itself among the stone wagons, while big blue D1957 waits behind, ready to haul them away.1 of 1 detail
The window cleaner’s roundOne man carries the yellow ladder along the pavement while his mate, cloth in hand, polishes a ground-floor window of the stone house.1 of 3 details
Blue lights by the housesAn emergency car with blue lights on its roof and a red stripe along its side has pulled up by the houses, as though answering a call.2 of 3 details
Bouts Trunk ServiceA Bouts ‘Trunk Service’ lorry leads the tipper up the road beside the points, off on a long haul between depots.3 of 3 details
Hard at itIn the bunkers one coalman swings his pick into the heap while his mates dig in with shovels beside him.1 of 2 details
Ready for the roundThe National Coal Board lorry stands stacked with sacks, as though the coalmen are nearly done and it will soon be off on its round.2 of 2 details
Waiting for the next jobA little blue shunter with wasp stripes on its nose idles beside the coaches, as though waiting for its next job in the yard.1 of 2 details
Beneath the road bridgeAll the way down the yard, a yellow shunter pauses beneath the road bridge, with the town’s buildings beyond.2 of 2 details
A wave from the hutBy the steps of the stone hut a man in a red neckerchief raises his arm, as though waving the next train on into the yard.1 of 2 details
Ballast laid by handHe ballasted the yard by hand, packing loose stone around the sleepers of the points and sidings, with the odd tuft of weed creeping through.2 of 2 details