Anyone whining about their jobs should listen to this

bbc.co.uk/programmes/b09r8jvr

Documentary which marks the 50th anniversary of the triple trawler tragedy during January and February of 1968, in which 58 men died. It was one of Britain’s deadliest maritime disasters, which tore through the heart of Hull’s Hessle Road fishing community. The film tells the epic story of the Hull fishermen who did the most dangerous job in Britain and their wives whose protest ensured such a disaster never happened again. The women’s campaign was one of the biggest and most successful civil action campaigns of the 20th century. Combining rare archive and emotional testimony - including that of Yvonne Blenkinsop, the last surviving leader of the women - those who lived through the tragedy and fought for change tell their incredible stories for the first time.

By the 1960s Hull was home to the greatest deep sea fishery on earth. 150 deep sea trawlers were based at St Andrews Dock and every year they brought in up to a quarter of a million tons of fish - 25 per cent of Britain’s total catch. But to bring in such large quantities Hull’s trawlermen had to take enormous risks, because the best hunting grounds were 1,000 miles away in the dangerous Arctic waters around Iceland. There was little regard for the men’s health and safety, making this by far the most dangerous job in Britain with 6,000 Hull men lost at sea.

For Hull’s women the fact that their men could die at work at any time was a constant worry, made bearable only by the joy of their return. We hear tragic stories of lost loved ones that cast a shadow over family life. This long history of hurt formed the background to the triple trawler disaster of January and early February 1968- an event which rocked even this extraordinarily stoic community.

In January 1968, Hull’s trawlers headed into the Arctic in their quest for the biggest catch. By early February it became clear that three of them had sunk, first the St Romanus, then the Kingston Peridot and finally the Ross Cleveland. The last two were fishing in Arctic waters when they were hit by the worst storm in living memory and were obliterated by the hurricane force winds, blizzards and ferocious waves. Altogether 58 men were drowned.

Among those who lost a loved one was 17-year-old mother-of-two Denise Wilson. She tells the story of how she became the youngest widow in Hull. The man whose task was to break the news to the families was young port missionary Donald Woolley. He reveals that despite the grief and devastation at the catastrophic loss of so many fathers, brothers and sons, there was an extraordinary spirit of resilience amongst the young wives and mothers.

Fuelled by years of suffering and loss, the headscarfed women rose up to protest against the dangerous working conditions. They were led by larger-than-life fishwife Lilian Bilocca. Her daughter Virginia remembers how she began a petition that was signed by almost everyone in Hessle Road. This was followed by mass meetings, a march on the trawler bosses’ offices and dramatic attempts to stop any unsafe trawlers going to sea. What they all wanted was a safer fishing industry - and they were prepared to do anything to get it.

Unbeknown to ‘Big Lil’ as she came to be known, while she was protesting, her young son Ernie was also caught up in the storm and fighting for his life. He tells the story of his nightmare ordeal. So too does trawlerman Ken Shakesby, who also nearly died in the storm. His wife Jean was another headscarf protester who almost lost her husband.

Yvonne Blenkinsop is the last survivor amongst the women who led the protest. She tells how she was inspired to fight for change by the death of her own father at sea a few years before. She made passionate speeches to the women of Hessle Road about the need for greater safety at sea. After preventing unsafe ships from leaving St Andrews Dock in Hull, during the first week of February 1968 three of the leaders - including Yvonne - travelled to London for top-level talks with the government. 88 safety measures were enacted immediately. The first to be implemented was a mother ship complete with up to date medical and radio facilities. The new fishermen’s charter laid the foundations for safety at sea for generations to come, and was welcomed by all.

But in the 1970s the Hull fishing industry fell into rapid decline with the Cod Wars and sadly the old fishing industry disappeared. As it went the memory of what Yvonne, Lil Bilocca and the other women had achieved also faded. When Lil died in 1988 at the age of 59 there was little fanfare. Nevertheless today, with Hull as City of Culture there is now at last new recognition for the women who led one of the most successful protest movements of the last 50 years: Lil Bilocca and the ‘headscarf heroes,’ including the last surviving leader, the extraordinary Yvonne Blenkinsop.

I read that with interest.

It seems apt that this event is remembered on the 100th anniversary of the suffragette women’s achievements.

I wouldn’t swap places with a trawlerman any time soon. It must be horrendously cold and wet, as well as dangerous.

but we don’t do that job , you might as well compare us with our troops , there no comparison what they do to what we do , they at times have to put there lives on the line to keep us safe ( and very thankful I am to them ) ,
so if in my chosen job the people who run it choose not to work to my contract then I’m entitled to winge , moan etc
nb take into account these companies are quick to quote your contract when it suits them

Butcher:
I read that with interest.

It seems apt that this event is remembered on the 100th anniversary of the suffragette women’s achievements.

I wouldn’t swap places with a trawlerman any time soon. It must be horrendously cold and wet, as well as dangerous.

Four women took on the might of the trawler owners to improve the lots of their husbands and sons. There’s many on here that could learn a lesson from that.

On a side note, the start of Hull’s city of culture year had a film projected onto the side of our guildhall. It showed amongst other things, trawlermen working. There were old men around me crying because they were remembering their mates who didn’t make it home. Humbling experience.

m.youtube.com/watch?v=S2Sw1F3cdJI

Interesting. I’ll watch that.
Makes a change from some of the drivel on here!

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Fishing and mining were always known as being lethal jobs.We also had an even longer distance ocean going trawler fleet that used to operate off the Grand Banks off Newfoundland in the 1960’s and 70’s in the areas described in the true movie Perfect Storm.It’s probably always been a case of bigger means safer especially transiting the deep seas outside of the continental shelves.

I started my sea going career sailing on Lowestoft trawlers but packed that job in with the loss of the Boston Pionair with all of the crew, did my first deckie learner trip on her and my eldest lad is named after the skipper, RIP lads

It’s not fishing but if you want to watch something check out this on the sinking of the bulk carrier MV Derbyshire. The animation at the end of the video of how it sank and the violence of it still sends shivers down my spine

youtu.be/qybHc6jM0RM

Years ago I had a failed start in the merchant navy as an engineer officer cadet. Did it as part of a scheme to get into flying. In the 1990s the talk of the town in the college was bulk carrier Safety. They were vanishing like no ones business every year with loss of all hands, and I mean vanishing. No one knew quite why, it was often thought they snapped and sank in seconds. A terrifying prospect for a 17 year old. This was before the diving and Prescott investigation of the Derbyshire. They put the fear of God into us as trainees.

My first (and only :laughing: ) ship was ■■■■ it, a huge bulk carrier! It was a 168000 tonne Iron Ore carrier, owned by Bibby line that sailed for British steel. It looked identical to the Derbyshire. I got on board in Port Talbot Iron Ore terminal. The loading cranes broke down on day one which delayed the ship for days. At the time I had put in for a transfer to a deck cadetship (id only just started and you could do this). I was subsequently pulled off the ship before it sailed with a view to starting again in Sept as a decky, but that never happened and I ended up flying but that’s another book :laughing: .

Anyway, I was on it 4 days, I remember there were stress monitors along the huge deck. They were about 6 feet long. If the ship was in danger of splitting alarms would sound on the bridge. One night in the Officers saloon we all were drinking some beers and I decided to “unload” my young concerns about bulk carriers that our lecturers at college had plagued us with. Perhaps some old salt would put it all in perspective? I decided to ask the first mate who was a bloke I really got along with during my few days on board. When I brought up the subject the room fell silent! It was like that scene in the pub in the film “American werewolf in London”. Everyone staring into their beers. Well I was young.

Anyway, check it out.

Stress cracks were found an some of the Derbyshire type in way of just infront of the accommodation block. The stress on the big bulkers and tankers was much worse than on smaller vessels that rode the waves instead of barging thier way through them …

Don’t forget the Gaul, 38 men lost. :cry:

britishseafishing.co.uk/the-loss-of-fv-gaul/

raymundo:
Stress cracks were found an some of the Derbyshire type in way of just infront of the accommodation block. The stress on the big bulkers and tankers was much worse than on smaller vessels that rode the waves instead of barging thier way through them …

Yeah it was Frame 65 on the sister ship, the Kowloon bridge that failed when it snapped off Ireland. On the Iron ore carrier I was on we had a frame 65 too. It was where the coffer dam was just in front of the engine room behind hold 9. The consensus was if it failed the whole front of the engine room would be ripped off and exposed to the ocean. The height of the engine room was similar to a cathedral inside so when you stared at it, it was a terrifying prospect imagining this. The ship I was on was owned by Bibby, but although identical looking and same weight it wasn’t a bridge class same as the Derbyshire I don’t think. Derbyshire was built by Swan hunter and this one was built by Harland and Wolff in 1980.

Turns out cause of the Derbyshire foundering wasn’t due to it splitting in the end, although that happened a lot. Years later I worked in aviation with an ex chief engineer who knew the crew of the Derbyshire. He was involved with the enquiry. As in the video it was found that the ship was compromised by green sea entering the forward chain locker space. It slowly dropped by the head until green seas washed over deck 1 and the hatch covers imploded under about 10-20000 tonnes of wash, filling the hold up. Thereafter it happened in seconds, each deck imploding, the wing tanks imploding and the ship literally dragged under the ocean before the stern and bridge detached just below the surface. It was in something like 2000 pieces on the sea bed.

One thing I remember from the physics classes in the college and also seeing on that Iron ore carrier is how dense Iron ore in a hold is. Fully loaded only half the gigantic church sized holds are filled. So if sea water were to coallpse a hatch there’s room for tens of thousands of tonnes of water to fill the hold above the iron ore. Fully loaded they had a tiny amount of freeboard and unlike a tanker, were less sea worthy with the vulnerable hatch covers. I’ve got a photo somewhere of me next to a hatch cover. I’m standing under the lip of it with my old slr camera around my neck :laughing: . When I first climbed the fifteen foot ladder over the combing and looked over the side of an empty one I got vertigo. I forget but it was something like 100 feet to the bottom. Mental.

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Another interesting informal read.
Does indeed sound a terrifying prospect a ship that size splitting in half :open_mouth:

yes i also read that with interest…men who put their lives on the line just so we can have fish n chips …well fish certainly…i also watch the program where they go into the barent sea…very frightening…the fish catchers and crab boats too…worth every penny they get in my opinion.

My first wage for a 13 day trip was £9/10 shillings …

ive yet to meet a fisherman who makes anything other than scraping a meagre living.

they usually tell you this driving about in a new bmw or from the wifes x5.
new van for the nets and pots,and new everything else.
the crews are now quite often mostly ee taliban working for peanuts and not grumbling about being out all week.(sound familiar)?
seeing as they are farmers of the sea,there another breed that you will never see in your life lying on their hole on a sunbed next to you on holiday.
they neer come into port to discharge their loads(cue dipper) during office hours preferring to come in during the night to tip all the over quota load without geting caught.
miserable hellish job for everyone involved with the owner making the money and the rest scraping by on scraps.(sounds familiar again)
fishermen and farmers…poor souls.

My uncle sailed from Hull and actually died at sea in 1993, I’m very proud of our heritage just a shame all the history has been left to bricks and rubble!

The recent events to mark the anniversary has been nice to see I’ll say that.

dieseldog999:
ive yet to meet a fisherman who makes anything other than scraping a meagre living.

they usually tell you this driving about in a new bmw or from the wifes x5.
new van for the nets and pots,and new everything else.
the crews are now quite often mostly ee taliban working for peanuts and not grumbling about being out all week.(sound familiar)?
seeing as they are farmers of the sea,there another breed that you will never see in your life lying on their hole on a sunbed next to you on holiday.
they neer come into port to discharge their loads(cue dipper) during office hours preferring to come in during the night to tip all the over quota load without geting caught.
miserable hellish job for everyone involved with the owner making the money and the rest scraping by on scraps.(sounds familiar again)
fishermen and farmers…poor souls.

The money on boats varies massively, bit like the driving lark. The golden jobs are invite only and family. Same as driving, getting a good name will get you a good job. I could make good money one trip then pennies the next, all in all it wasn’t worth the hassle and being awake 22 hours a day every day.

It certainly is the owners making the real money, the Taliban tend to be Filipino flavour, here anyway. Makes the owners even more money when they pay them even less than a homegrown man’s half share.

The good thing about the fishing is there’s no agency goons to break stuff and stink the place up.

A.

dieseldog999:
ive yet to meet a fisherman who makes anything other than scraping a meagre living.

they usually tell you this driving about in a new bmw or from the wifes x5.
new van for the nets and pots,and new everything else.
the crews are now quite often mostly ee taliban working for peanuts and not grumbling about being out all week.(sound familiar)?
seeing as they are farmers of the sea,there another breed that you will never see in your life lying on their hole on a sunbed next to you on holiday.
they neer come into port to discharge their loads(cue dipper) during office hours preferring to come in during the night to tip all the over quota load without geting caught.
miserable hellish job for everyone involved with the owner making the money and the rest scraping by on scraps.(sounds familiar again)
fishermen and farmers…poor souls.

It aint so cut an dried as that DD999 …

raymundo:

dieseldog999:
ive yet to meet a fisherman who makes anything other than scraping a meagre living.

they usually tell you this driving about in a new bmw or from the wifes x5.
new van for the nets and pots,and new everything else.
the crews are now quite often mostly ee taliban working for peanuts and not grumbling about being out all week.(sound familiar)?
seeing as they are farmers of the sea,there another breed that you will never see in your life lying on their hole on a sunbed next to you on holiday.
they neer come into port to discharge their loads(cue dipper) during office hours preferring to come in during the night to tip all the over quota load without geting caught.
miserable hellish job for everyone involved with the owner making the money and the rest scraping by on scraps.(sounds familiar again)
fishermen and farmers…poor souls.

It aint so cut an dried as that DD999 …

I dunno Captain Birdseye seems to have done alright with that tv deal :smiley: .

raymundo:

dieseldog999:
ive yet to meet a fisherman who makes anything other than scraping a meagre living.

they usually tell you this driving about in a new bmw or from the wifes x5.
new van for the nets and pots,and new everything else.
the crews are now quite often mostly ee taliban working for peanuts and not grumbling about being out all week.(sound familiar)?
seeing as they are farmers of the sea,there another breed that you will never see in your life lying on their hole on a sunbed next to you on holiday.
they neer come into port to discharge their loads(cue dipper) during office hours preferring to come in during the night to tip all the over quota load without geting caught.
miserable hellish job for everyone involved with the owner making the money and the rest scraping by on scraps.(sounds familiar again)
fishermen and farmers…poor souls.

It aint so cut an dried as that DD999 …

prob not,but apart from farmers,then fishermen owners ted to constantly moan about how much money they dont make whilst not appearing to be short of dosh themselves.
i loaded fish for a few years around ireland back to uk/europe and most of the boats wouldnt come in when the catch could be inspected and had you loading at silly o clock.
theres masses of flipflops and other foreigners as deck crew and the owners are the ones getting grants to stop work and do nothing.
the ones ive seen ,seem to be well solvent,but no doubt its got its downsides if you wanted to do the work in the 1st place.
ive still to sit next to a fisherman or farmer on holiday as the miserable gits will never spend a pound.
once apart from the load of fish, i had to load 5 or 6 sharks around 6 or 7 feet into the fridge in south eire and flog them on.
they said they were worth pennies and prob just get ground up for fertilizer but cos they were worth something,then just killed them instead of letting them go…miserable tight assed sods.