Members of Docklands' deaf community share their personal stories of a vanished world of ships, wharves, cranes and warehouses. They express pride in the traditions of port families and of being part of a unique industrial community…
Many of the memories are familiar:
Men used to finish work and head straight for the pub. They spent their hard-earned
wages on beer. To feed their children, the woman had to rely on scrap food. On leftovers.
We were allowed to play on the streets…bike riding and all sorts of games. One favourite was to climb over the swing bridge…but of course we