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Re: Lung disease in weavers and tacklers
My Nana ran six looms for most of her working life. I remember her taking me into one of the mills in Haslingden when I was about eight years old. It scared the living daylights out of me. The noise was unbearable. She never forgave me for it because it denied her a natter with her mates.
She died in her early eighties but it was nothing to do with her lungs.
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So much muck to eat before you die
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