My dad worked at Gedling Pit and as a child also went down in the cage. we used to go with mum on a Friday to have dinner in the canteen, mushy peas and chips' and also we now know to relieve dad of the house keeping before he let his mates do it playing cards, we once found him in the long grass at the cricket field playing poker. He was a lovely dad and husband it just took him a while to calm down,we wouldnt have swopped him for the world. On dark nights a movement outside in the dark would catch youre eye and a black face would be looking at us waiting for one of us to see him and nearly d