Edward Garbett born 1933. 15, Mary Street.
My father worked at Summit.
I started work there at the age of 15 and I had to be led across the pit yard in short britches.
The conditions were terrible of course, everybody that worked at the pit deserved everything they got.
I enjoyed working at the pit, it was very hard work but everybody worked for everybody else, everybody helped each other.
There were quite a lot of accidents which were dealt with by a very good doctor, as we called him, but he was only a nurse, his name was Mr Hazlegrove.
The mood of the workforce was brilliant, family, everybody were friends, you used to get a fight now and again but it wasn't down the pit it was off pit premises, on the back field at the back of the old canteen.
Summit was a happy pit.
Growing up in a mining community was brilliant. We were brought up as kids, went to work, even went courting together.
One game we used to play as kids, you used to put 3 sticks, which we used to pinch from our mam's grate, like a cricket wicket with one across the top and throw a ball at them.
I played darts and dominoes for the Welfare, it was a way of life, it was expected of you.