An old road with pot holes. As numerous as the shell holes on the Somme. Or Flanders fields.

Often filled with water.

Dockers and coal trimmers Riding Bicycles with a big shovel balancing on their shoulder.

Some times load oaths and shallow water splashing could be heard

Blending in with the grunts of the pigs and live stock and the many animal noises.

When under influence or the worse for one over the eight of pint of amber nectar . A Docker or Trimmer who made a early call at the nearest water hole the dock Hotel orWaterloo hotel.

Often failed to ride and balance a safe path. Through the road of pock marked holes.

Which compared with the Shell hole Somme or Flanders field.

After a first stop drink session at the One of the first available water holes near the docks.