The following account of his early working days at Lydney Tinplate Works is reproduced below with the kind permission of the author Mr Hylton Miles

SOME WELL KNOWN CHARACTERS IN THE 1930's AT RICHARD THOMAS & CO. LYDNEY

by Hylton Miles

In my early months in the mills, I used to watch with awe the skill of some of the millmen and how some made it look so easy. My mind goes back to well,over 50 years ago watching the late Tom (Colonel) Bayliss a massive man who handled his tongs with the white hot tinplate as if it was paper. To walk through the mills at 8.30 am (Breakfast Time) the smell of Bacon and Eggs being cooked, there were so many ways they cooked their bacon and egg in that era, on a shovel, on the foreplate on the furnace or made a small dish and with a red hot bar end then put the dish on it, plenty of home cured bacon in those days. Other millmen at that time, who I remember were Bill Brice, Jack Thomas, Jack Kear, Jimmy Wintour, Dan Davies to name just a few. On the maintenance side I remember the sterling work carried out by the late Henry Matthews, called out at all hours of the night should a rollerman have the misfortune to break a roll, on evening shift or night shift. Then there were the three Merrett brothers Will, Albert and Dick, cousins of my grandfather, Will in charge of his gang that emptied the coal trucks into the coal pens, Albert on the Iron Cutter and Dick in control of the stores. Arriving in the Cold Roll Department, I have already mentioned the foreman, the late Frank Hussey, his staff consisted of the late Bill Miles (Herrin), Fred Davies (Dink), Arch Ford, Bob Gardiner and Cyril Price. Others that come to mind are the late Charlie White (Bread of Heaven) the local preacher, how he tried to keep us boys on the straight and narrow. Then there was the men in charge of the Cold Rolls engines Dick Morgan, Harry (Crucky) James and Bert (Daddler) Davies. I also recall some of the millmen from Aylburton, who in their leisure time would go down to the river shrimping and salmon fishing and also on the garden where they would bring in the odd onion or carrot, the onion weighing up to lIb plus, and then the dry remark' 'I've been thinning urn. out." No doubt the older inhabitants of Aylburton will remember when they used to come to the Bream Flower Show with their produce and I must refer to one old gentleman, the late Granny Jones (yes that was his nickname) who more often than not carried off the cup for the best collection of vegetables.
Going back to the Cold Roll department, I well remember hearing that engine droning away in my native village of Bream and when cycling down to Lydney in the mornings you could hear the millmen rolling iron. As a boy I rarely bought any cigarettes, I used to fetch them from Mrs Davies' s shop in Church Road for the various millmen and always take one fag out of every packet for fetching them.
Then we had the millmen traveling by bus (or covered wagon) from Lydbrook there was sufficient to run the bus on the three shifts, some of those gentlemen were the Price brothers, Jim Wadley, Harold Lear, Harold Taylor and Russell Creed to name but a few. In those days a Bank Holiday was a Holiday without pay, any holidays. When I worked in the Cold Roll Dept., I worked if I was asked, holidays without pay were of no use to me. No doubt some of my older colleagues will recall when some of the older men liked to have their flutter on the "Gee Gee's" and how we boys would cycle out to Aylburton to the bookies with the slip in our dinner break a couple of times a week, this was always worth ten Woodbines, 4 pence old money. I think the most humiliating time for us all in the thirties was during the time that the works were closed due to lack of orders, it was forming a queue 3 abreast stretching from the old Labour Exchange opposite Gateways the Unemployment Office being upstairs, the queue would be down opposite the Bridge Public House, and in those days it was attend the Unemployment Office 3 times per week for the sum of: under 21 years of age-12/6d (62 1/2p today) or 14 shillings if over 21 years (70p today). Oh yes these were the "Good Old Days," well I for one have no desire to partake of a "Second Helping" of that particular time in my young life.
I left the Tinplate works in June 1939, I remember one afternoon on the 2.00 pm to 10.00 pm shift and seeing some men at forty looking older than their years it was then I decided that I must get away. Although we worked a week in hand if you wished to terminate your employment with Richard Thomas & Company they expected a month's notice, in writing, this was the company rule.

If the Health and Safety at Work Act had been with us in those days we would in all probability have been unemployed as an H.M. Inspector of Factories would have placed a 'closure order' on that plant.
I well remember the late Mr Fred Richards losing the four fingers of his one hand whilst changing the blade on the shears, this happened around the time that I left the company.
It was surprising how many families in the Lydney district who had fathers, brothers and sons employed in the works, families such as the Haddock family, the Nelmes family and not forgetting the George brothers from Alvington.
The works in those days employed a number of players who played rugger for Lydney R.F.C. quite a few of the works employees played for their county. In the local press in those days Lydney R.F.C. was often referred to as the '.'Tin Platers" and their fixture list included most of the Welsh Premier teams including Aberavon, Neath, Bridgend and Llanelli.
I wonder how many of my former colleagues can remember when it poured with rain and you were wet through, we would stand by the furnaces in the Annealing Department, suddenly you saw a "Scotch Mist" it was a wonder we did not catch more than the common cold.
I feel I must pay tribute to the late Mr Albert Neale of Aylburton. His patience and guidance in what was a very dangerous occupation was that of a Father to Son relationship. I worked for this gentleman for approximately 2 years and on reflection I feel that the encouragement and advice he gave me played a major role in my life. He was a "Super Guy."