What Remains of Once Wealthy Bradford?

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BRADFORD

This is a place I cannot believe i've not been too yet to make any videos. It is only 20 minutes away from where I live, and it has everything that interests me from cheap property to incredible industrial history.

Bradford was once the wool capital of the world, and it is hard to imagine just how wealthy and prosperous this place was. A few signs remain and that is the purpose of this video, to explore the remants of its former glory.

This was a really fun video to make. I hope you enjoy.

Below is the full poem by C Richard Miles

Black Dyke Mill Chimneys

Tall, wagging, admonishing fingers, the smokeless mill-chimneys still stand
At rest, wearisome work ended, like sentinels guarding the ground,
Surveying and sighing in chorus over once-productive, industrial land
On Queensbury’s exalted height. You can still hear the Black Dyke Band
But marvel that their namesake owners, where discount warehouses gather round
Tall, wagging, admonishing fingers, the smokeless mill-chimneys still stand.
Victorian values are now redundant as modern-day practice steers the hand
To work in production-line factories while property developers are found
Surveying and sighing in chorus over once-productive, industrial land.
Once in a fit of enterprise, the forward-looking town planners planned
To erect in cheerless concrete twenty-storey tower blocks which sound
Tall. Wagging, admonishing fingers, the smokeless mill-chimneys still stand
Unsurrounded, since building tall, soulless structures seems to be banned
And no rival, resplendent, replacement monarchs are waiting to be crowned
Surveying and sighing in chorus over once-productive, industrial land.
So still these monuments can attract our vision and continue to command,
Overlooking the town, now Dame Fortune has refused and frowned,
Tall, wagging, admonishing fingers, the smokeless mill-chimneys still stand
Surveying and sighing in chorus over once-productive, industrial land.

Until Next Time,

W.T

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