London 'Pea-Souper' 1952

Terry TrainorStarred Page By Terry Trainor, 23rd Jun 2013 | Follow this author | RSS Feed | Short URL http://nut.bz/2gfdcfsp/
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When a thick fog engulfed London from December 5 to December 9, 1952, it mixed with black smoke emitted from homes and factories to create a deadly smog. This smog killed approximately 12,000 people and shocked the world into starting the environmental movement.

Smog

Opening my front door grey mist with a yellow tinge whirled on the step and crept into the hall it was thick and smelled of smoke.
A miserable December morning still dark and smog so thick it’s hard to see a hand in front of my face, let alone find the bus stop.
Off I went, over roads that could not be seen just the odd dim light from a slow moving car, this morning everything is running late.
A red shadow appears from a grey wall, a conductor walking leading the way, a bus with pin pricked lights draws towards an invisible curb.

Double Decker



Jumping on the platform, climbing the helter-skelter stairs I made my way to a back seat and sat down, got out my tin of tobacco and rolled a cigarette.
Bit short of money this week so I rolled it thin, careful this has got to last me to pay day, as each day passes they get thinner, soon they'll be like matchsticks.
A red Double Decker crawled slowly through lost traffic, smog thickening, looking down out of my window grey shadows walk past, then stop to look around.
The bus is empty most people given up the ghost, gone back home or decided to walk, lucky the conductor is outside don’t have to pay my fare.

London



We stop at another stop, I think this is my stop, thick fog creates an incredible underworld, London has turned into a place full of shadows.
A man walks out of nowhere across a lighted shop window and as quick as he appears he disappears, where has he gone, who knows it’s too hard to see.
Then a girl materializes she is ashen and beautiful and walks towards me, probably more beautiful in thick smog than on a sunny day.
Maybe it’s because she is a dark silhouette half seen just on her own, a surprise stepping out in front of me, gave me a bit of a fright.

Lost



Where am I now I’m lost, that shop I’ve just passed it’s the one in Oxford Street? There’s a man with a helmet, a policeman I’ll ask him he must know.
Then a scream a hurt angry voice I think someone has fallen over, sounds like a girl she is crying, can’t help her can’t see nothing at all.
Two big yellow eyes crawl out of the gloom a man in a car leans out of his window and shakes his head, ‘It’s like driving with my eyes closed it's a nightmare.’
London’s in a right old mess everything ground to a halt, horns blaring people shouting, that’s it I've had enough I’m off home, if I can remember the way, ‘ now where am I?’

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1950S, Cars, Fog, Fog Lights, Foggy, London, London City, Poetry, Prose, Smog, Terry Trainor

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author avatar Terry Trainor
23rd Jun 2013 (#)

Thanks Mark.

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author avatar cnwriter..carolina
18th Jul 2013 (#)

did u get lost in that bloody fog Terry...where are you??

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author avatar Terry Trainor
24th Jul 2013 (#)

I'm here, by the bus stop!

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author avatar cnwriter..carolina
23rd Jun 2013 (#)

indeed this is marvellous...

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author avatar Terry Trainor
23rd Jun 2013 (#)

Thank you CN my dear friend

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author avatar Phyl Campbell
23rd Jun 2013 (#)

I feel like I'm lost in the London fog. Wow.

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author avatar Terry Trainor
23rd Jun 2013 (#)

Phyl, thank you my dear friend.

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author avatar Delicia Powers
23rd Jun 2013 (#)

A poetic piece of history come to life...thanks Terry a fantastic share my friend...

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author avatar Terry Trainor
24th Jun 2013 (#)

Thanks for reading and lovely comments Delicia.

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author avatar philpalm
23rd Jun 2013 (#)

You would think most Londoners would be used to a fog....I will see if an ecological forum likes your article.

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author avatar Terry Trainor
24th Jun 2013 (#)

That sounds interesting, thank you.

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author avatar Stella Mitchell
23rd Jun 2013 (#)

I can smell the acrid sulphuric dreadful smell of the pea-souper now,Terry . I remember having to walk for miles one night as the train I was traveling derailed between Liverpool St station and Nth Chingford . Everyone on the train got out and walked together even though we couldn't see a foot before us . I was young and just kept following . They were the days of smoky fires , until they made people use smokeless coal . Never a dull moment my friend . powerful memories and pics .A well earned star
God bless you .
Stella ><

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author avatar Terry Trainor
24th Jun 2013 (#)

Thanks Stella, have a great day.

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author avatar Penny W-T
23rd Jun 2013 (#)

When I was a little child we had fogs like that in the Black Country area too. Remember my dad walking home from work one night over 10 miles. Thank you for the, thankfully distant memory ! Very evocative.

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author avatar Terry Trainor
24th Jun 2013 (#)

Thanks for reading Penny.

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author avatar wisenut
24th Jun 2013 (#)

History rewritten again in a new light.Beautifully detailed and described, through the eyes of one lone stranger.It is a brilliant work.Thanks for sharing.

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author avatar Terry Trainor
26th Jun 2013 (#)

Thank you wisenut.

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author avatar Sivaramakrishnan A
24th Jun 2013 (#)

I hope it does not recur, Terry. We are now facing similar situation in certain parts of South East Asia due to peat fires In Indonesia. If it persists it can prove a health hazard - siva

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author avatar Terry Trainor
26th Jun 2013 (#)

Hopefully my dear friend, people have learned a lesson. Peat fires are hard to get rid of as they burn under the ground. Thanks for reading Siva

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author avatar Mariah
24th Jun 2013 (#)

Just fantastic Terry, loved it my friend

Mariah

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author avatar Terry Trainor
26th Jun 2013 (#)

Thanks for reading Mariah.

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author avatar Kingwell
24th Jun 2013 (#)

!952 was a long time ago - I had a brother and his family living in London at the time. One of his daughters still lives there.

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author avatar Terry Trainor
26th Jun 2013 (#)

It was a long time ago my friend.

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author avatar Mike Robbers
25th Jun 2013 (#)

A great, well written story, Terry. Thanks for sharing.

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author avatar Terry Trainor
26th Jun 2013 (#)

Thanks Mike

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author avatar Trillionaire
25th Jun 2013 (#)

Thanks for sharing history in a awesome poem.

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author avatar Terry Trainor
26th Jun 2013 (#)

You're an angel Trillionaire, thank you.

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author avatar vpaulose
28th Jun 2013 (#)

A star deserving post. Thank you dear Terry.

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author avatar Terry Trainor
24th Jul 2013 (#)

Thank you my friend.

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author avatar Chris Breva
28th Jun 2013 (#)

Great job! Thaks Terry.

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author avatar Terry Trainor
24th Jul 2013 (#)

Thanks for reading Chris.

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author avatar Stella Mitchell
30th Jun 2013 (#)

Terry , Where have you gone ? We are missing you again ...Hope all is well with you .
Bless you
Stella ><

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author avatar Tahleel Iqbal
4th Jul 2013 (#)

The part about the girl in 'London' was simply beautiful.

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author avatar Terry Trainor
24th Jul 2013 (#)

Thank you Tahleel

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author avatar Miranda Joyce King
14th Dec 2013 (#)

Terry, the feeling of sadness and fearfulness in this piece is gripping. I did not know that this terrible environmental event had occurred.

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