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I came to Treeton from Wath Main LSF. Didn’t know Freddie was that ageYes, Fred came to Treeton from Brookhouse just before the strike and as he'd been a union officer at Brookhouse (and very good he was too!), soon got voted on to the union representation at Treeton.
Took no shit and was a formidable negotiator with the draconian management.
Yes Willie, I believe we had a conversation a few years ago on Treeton Colliery.I came to Treeton from Wath Main LSF. Didn’t know Freddie was that age![]()
Sincere condolences to you and yours Pommpey.My dear old Uncle Freddie Haddington passed yesterday aged 81 from a stroke. Lovely, warm-hearted, honest and fiercely loyal bloke, who typified Sheffield's wonderful spirit. My nascent Blades years were formed by him because when my dad left the navy moved in with the Haddington dynasty up at Crookes in the fifties after marrying my already pregnant mum, it was Fred who took him under his wing and thence to Beautiful Downtown Bramall Lane thereby anointing him as a Blade and ensconcing the creed into the pommpey family. My late sixties and then seventies experience of standing on the BLLT looking through the white railings with them two stood somewhere behind made me the Unitedite I am today. He was a principled man right to the end having spent his years digging out the black stuff from planet earth and being the blessed Mr Scargill's lieutenant, confident and minder during the heady years industrial crisis and decline of the industry. His house up at Longley still had artefacts of his time served adorning his wall and his staunch working class socialism was stamped through him like a stick of rock, and the words 'Tories' and 'Thatcher' was officially banned in his presence.
May his blessed Blade soul rest in peace.
pommpey
Yes, Fred came to Treeton from Brookhouse just before the strike and as he'd been a union officer at Brookhouse (and very good he was too!), soon got voted on to the union representation at Treeton.
Took no shit and was a formidable negotiator with the draconian management.
Yes Willie, I believe we had a conversation a few years ago on Treeton Colliery.
You were a deputy if I remember rightly (though I could be wrong as I am too often these days). Yes I was. Enjoyed my time at Treeton. Good lads!!
Sorry to hear that pompsMy dear old Uncle Freddie Haddington passed yesterday aged 81 from a stroke. Lovely, warm-hearted, honest and fiercely loyal bloke, who typified Sheffield's wonderful spirit. My nascent Blades years were formed by him because when my dad left the navy moved in with the Haddington dynasty up at Crookes in the fifties after marrying my already pregnant mum, it was Fred who took him under his wing and thence to Beautiful Downtown Bramall Lane thereby anointing him as a Blade and ensconcing the creed into the pommpey family. My late sixties and then seventies experience of standing on the BLLT looking through the white railings with them two stood somewhere behind made me the Unitedite I am today. He was a principled man right to the end having spent his years digging out the black stuff from planet earth and being the blessed Mr Scargill's lieutenant, confident and minder during the heady years industrial crisis and decline of the industry. His house up at Longley still had artefacts of his time served adorning his wall and his staunch working class socialism was stamped through him like a stick of rock, and the words 'Tories' and 'Thatcher' was officially banned in his presence.
May his blessed Blade soul rest in peace.
pommpey
Sorry for your loss pommpeyMy dear old Uncle Freddie Haddington passed yesterday aged 81 from a stroke. Lovely, warm-hearted, honest and fiercely loyal bloke, who typified Sheffield's wonderful spirit. My nascent Blades years were formed by him because when my dad left the navy moved in with the Haddington dynasty up at Crookes in the fifties after marrying my already pregnant mum, it was Fred who took him under his wing and thence to Beautiful Downtown Bramall Lane thereby anointing him as a Blade and ensconcing the creed into the pommpey family. My late sixties and then seventies experience of standing on the BLLT looking through the white railings with them two stood somewhere behind made me the Unitedite I am today. He was a principled man right to the end having spent his years digging out the black stuff from planet earth and being the blessed Mr Scargill's lieutenant, confident and minder during the heady years industrial crisis and decline of the industry. His house up at Longley still had artefacts of his time served adorning his wall and his staunch working class socialism was stamped through him like a stick of rock, and the words 'Tories' and 'Thatcher' was officially banned in his presence.
May his blessed Blade soul rest in peace.
pommpey
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