The Land of Lost Tomorrows
By M.R. Howes
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Yorkshire, 1984, the longest industrial dispute in British History. Dan has worked as a miner since he left school, but his life has been turned upside down by the bitter struggle between the Conservative government and the striking miners. Dan finds redemption, forgiveness and freedom in the midst of loss.
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The Land of Lost Tomorrows - M.R. Howes
The Land of Lost Tomorrows
By M.R Howes
Published at Smashwords November 2022
Contents
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Twelve
Chapter Thirteen
Chapter Fourteen
Chapter Fifteen
Chapter Sixteen
Chapter Seventeen
Chapter Eighteen
Chapter Nineteen
Chapter Twenty
Chapter Twenty One
Chapter Twenty Two
Chapter Twenty Three
Chapter One
Dan fumbled with the chunky black remote control, finally pressing the white triangle that denoted play and the television screen turned on in a blaze of white light illuminating the room and casting strange shadows across the carpet and chairs and covering him with an unearthly pallor. The screen was filled with a flickering image of a news studio all browns and oranges. The images were accompanied by a jarring computer melody, futuristic at the time, ridiculous now. Dan’s thoughts raced for a moment. How many dreams of lost futures had been scorched up on the altar of reality? How man ‘might have beens?’ Through the magic of video recordings in that instant Dan was back in the moment, in the ebbing tide, the flow, the unfulfilled future, the unwritten page. In that microsecond anything was possible, all things that followed were momentarily swept away and the future was pregnant with hope, opportunity, victory.
These were the scenes at Orgreave Coking Plant earlier today.
Chirped the BBC news reader with mock solemnity. Did Dan detect a smirk or was he imagining it? Then the recorded video footage was fed to the studio. The sound warbled and the screen wavered but the unfolding scene was unforgettable. Each moment imprinted on Dan’s mind like a recurring nightmare. A vast black industrial plant loomed on the flickering horizon glimmering in the heat haze and before it a great blond carpet of summer sun scorched grass. It recalled mocking memories of picnics, farmer’s fields and village fetes. This was not a village fete but a battle. Then the pictures showed charging marauding miners and rows of stiff backed helmeted policemen. The scene resembled a hideous pastiche of a medieval battle but chivalry was noticeably absent. The footage began with a hail of bricks raining down on the police. This event had actually happened after the police attacked first but someone at the BBC editing department ‘accidently’ rearranged the order of the clips. The police moved forward step by step rhythmically thwacking their plastic riot shields like Roman centurions, rows of charging mounted policeman made long galloping runs, some swooping down their truncheons like polo mallets, fortunately not connecting, but then it happened right in the frame a policeman battering hard on the head of a miner, battering him, bludgeoning him, hitting him black and blue, black and blue. Then blood started to show. The policeman’s back was to the camera.
Dad, turn that off!
Kate’s high pitched voiced interrupted the viewing.
How many times have I told you to turn that off? It’s not good for you.
Not good for me?
I’ll tell you what’s not good for me, having my life and livelihood snatched away by that woman. If it wasn’t for her we would still be down underground, and yet here am I wasting away my days."
You don’t have to waste your days.
Oh, really, well pardon me, perhaps the letter informing me that I was to be President of the United States has escaped my notice.
Dan felt a particular sense of betrayal by the police. He had grown up trusting that figures in authority were there to help and protect you and that they served the public without fear or favour. The policeman was a trusted figure in his local community. Governments changed but the police were a constant reassuring presence and provided you didn’t break the law you were OK. Dan’s trust in the police had been completely destroyed. It wasn’t just that they seemed to be acting as a paramilitary wing of the Conservative party, it was crass way they seemed to have abandoned all sense of neutrality and saw the striking miners as the enemy. In the past strikes had been policed in a totally different way, yes the police were there but they were not taking sides and didn’t want to be there any more than the strikers did. There was even the opportunity for the occasional joke. This strike was different. The police took aggressive action against strikers, they stopped buses and coaches travelling into Nottinghamshire in defiance of ancient freedoms that had existed since the Magna Carta and worst of all they taunted miners brandishing large wads of overtime cash. It was this that angered Dan the most. Whatever they might have been ordered to do, this was going too far. We all had our jobs to do, but why rub someone’s nose in like that? It was simply unnecessary.
Chapter Two
The house was a typical Victorian two up two down, with a lounge that led directly into the kitchen behind and a door that led directly out onto the street. The floor was covered with a thick luxuriant green thick pile carpet which was now worn in places. When Kate was growing up she imagined the carpet was grass on some great prairie as she lifted her plastic cows into their enclosures made from out of scale plastic fences. In the centre of the room was a large brown armchair. It had wide arms and a padded footboard which came out with a mechanical clunk when you moved a wooden lever at the side. Like everything in the house it had memories attached to it. They had been shopping at the local furniture store on a wet Saturday afternoon as newlyweds. As soon as Dan tried the chair at the shop he was struck by the sense of comfort. As soon as he sat in the chair he sunk down and felt enveloped by the chair. It was the perfect chair for slumping into after an exhausting shift and putting his weary feet up on. After years of use the chair was now more rickety and as Dan sat in it he sunk down so far he