LETTER: Take trip back in time at the Black Country Museum
A reader shares a poem about the Black Country Museum.
A journey back in time
It was like being in a time capsule
On a journey that l've had
Memories came flooding back
That l remembered as a lad
I rode on old trolley bus
Went down an old coal mine
Saw rows of terraced houses
As l travelled back in time
I sat down in old class room
Saw old pub and chemist shop
A man rode a penny farthing
Down near the old sweet shop
I had some fish n chips
Chip's were fried in dripping
I asked for batter bits
They were finger licking
Nostalgia was all around
In a different kind of way
Some people strolled around
Dressed up in clothes of the day
I visited the old funfair
Saw rides going up and down
Bought fizzy pop and candy floss
I really went to town
I went in old cinema
Film flickered in black and white
I laughed at Laurel and Hardy
In a film called "Dead of Night"
I boarded a canal barge
Most interesting l recall
I saw a demonstration
Men legging boat along the wall
So many things to see
Glad l went to see them
I enjoyed just reminiscing
At the "Black Country Museum"
Trevor Johnson, Bilston
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