Mrs Marriott born 1924 Edward Street, Kirkby in Ashfield.
My father and my grand father both worked at Summit. When I was born my parents lived in rooms, with some friends of theirs, that was the usual thing in those days.
The pit blower would go to warn people that there had been an accident at the pit. We were all miner's children and it was just a normal upbringing to us. We were very poor but we were happy. Everybody had to muck in and help each other.
I remember going down to the miners Welfare on Christmas morning when I was a child to collect a present of some sweets and a few pennies.
Our next door neighbour and quite a few of the families kept pigs on their back garden and we used to take potato peelings to feed them and we sometimes got a penny or two for doing this.
The railings that were at the front of the Welfare were taken down during the war for the steel, to help with the war effort.
My father was on the committee at the Welfare and he had a lot to do with the band, he sometimes played the big drum on the Whitsuntide procession.
He used to polish the dance floor in the Welfare and one day he collapsed and died while polishing it.
Mr Marriott worked at several local pits including Summit.
My basic job was demolishing the old workings when they were being replaced.
There were some Germans who were farmed out to live with the miner's families and we had one called Paul. He could not speak any English at all so we tried to learn it to him.
I was the Secretary at the miners Welfare for a number of years from about 1967.