rebellious love

1984

He said we should support the miners, stand with them at the gates.

Off we went, early doors, down to our local coal fired power station.

The first few weeks, it turned out, were quite civil.

The Police Officers were rotated away, and a load from elsewhere rotated in to manage us.

After a few days they would stop our car (full) and turn us back at the roundabout a couple of miles from the picket.

He would chat with the officers, asking for chapter and verse of whatever powers they were using to turn us away.

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