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Tim Fellows

Updated: Wed, 12 Sep 2018 06:25 pm

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Biography

I was born and brought up in the coalfields of North East Derbyshire in the 1960s and 1970s, the product of two mining families. The pit head and spoil heap formed part of the view from my window until I left to study at Sheffield University. I have subsequently worked in the Steel City for 33 years. The background of working class struggle and the combination of industrial and rural landscapes are at the heart of my writing.

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Orgreave I weave through the short cut, the rat run, where the men ran from mounted batons. Narrow, winding roads bear the brunt of muscular 4x4s that now taxi kids to school over land that saw the fist of State crash into the face of Justice. Lives pass in perfect box houses and dogs are walked on red tracks, sniffing as if they smell the long dried blood. Where tabloids spun their web of lies the turbines spin; the memories are fading now to black and white The pit wheels stopped but turning still the old film reel the men in graves until history proves just who was right Tim Fellows 2018

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