Cottoning on (iii)

Over the last couple of days I’ve been sharing some of the lost jobs and occupations of people in the past – people who spent their lives working in the cotton mills (factories) of Oldham and other parts of Lancashire. The reason there were so many mills in the area was geographical – being on the west side of the country the air was more moist and it was better to spin raw cotton fibres into thread.

Here are the last words I shared yesterday:

  1. setter on – another name for a doffer – remember the doffer?
  2. sizer – sizing is to treat thread or fabric to make it stronger – in this case with a starchy glue
  3. slasher – the machine and person who does the sizing
  4. stripper and grinder – whatever your thoughts, he was a maintenance engineer
  5. tackler – someone who sets up the machinery to begin
  6. tenter – it just means someone who looks after any machinary
  7. throstle spinner – it actually does have something to do with thrushes; a throstle was a machine named after a throstle because of the noise it made (thrushes do have the sweetest song, so maybe this was a nice job!). A throstle in the cotton mill was a type of spinning machine
  8. twister – someone joins the ends of the new thread together with what was already on the loom to make longer threads – interestingly, it was often done by disabled people because it was done sitting down
  9. warper – do you remember what a beamer was? Well a warper is the same as a beamer
  10. OK… just to rmind you, a doffer loads and unloads bobbins, a beamer is the gigantic bobbin

and the link again:

http://www.andrewalston.co.uk/cottonindustryjobs.html

The mill in my featured image is not a cotton mill but a saw mill

9 Comments

  1. David Lewis

    No joke Lois. She was a stripper at a bar called the Beaver. She was dancing to pay her way thru college. One of her acts was with hula hoops and the other she wore roller skates. I asked her out to dinner and it wasn’t beer and burgers, she wanted to be wined and dined. Had lots of fun but realized I could never afford her. My Mother was a seamstress and made a couple of outfits for her. She loved her like a daughter and I became something of a brother figure. Great memories.

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