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Originally Posted by Ianto.W.
Throughout my childhood40s 50s the colour of the river Hyndburn was governed by the dye being used at the print works, the smell was obnoxious and the banks strewn with household rubbish. If you fell in and got a mouth full it could be fatal, it was very dangerous as the banks were all clay and the river was mostly ubculverted and open to the elements. Most of the town centre is now culverted. The Stink it is and the River Stink it will remain in my memory.
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Visions of swards/swath (sp) of green lawns and swans , sounds like a chocolate box lid ..........tho I don't give the swans much of a chance , they'd be eaten by all the eastern European immigrents who work slave labour hours at that place in Church
