[motherhubbard]

I remember once standing on top of the Coppice before trees were ever planted, and seeing most of the town covered in what I thought was cloud, it must have been all the muck from the factory chimneys. I stood on the top many years later, and was amazed at how green, and how much countryside there was around the town. It makes you wonder what all that muck did to us, breathing it in all the time when we were young