Comments on: At the Coracle Race https://spitalfieldslife.com/2011/08/01/at-the-coracle-race/ In the midst of life I woke to find myself living in an old house beside Brick Lane in the East End of London Tue, 02 Aug 2011 15:01:24 +0000 hourly 1 https://wordpress.org/?v=6.9.4 By: Amy https://spitalfieldslife.com/2011/08/01/at-the-coracle-race/#comment-23499 Tue, 02 Aug 2011 15:01:24 +0000 http://spitalfieldslife.com/?p=39998#comment-23499 What fun this would be to witness, and to participate! Many thanks for your daily slice of life.

]]> By: Ginny https://spitalfieldslife.com/2011/08/01/at-the-coracle-race/#comment-23064 Mon, 01 Aug 2011 18:58:43 +0000 http://spitalfieldslife.com/?p=39998#comment-23064 What larks! Another great read – and wonderful to hear that the future of the Eton Mission Rowing Club looks brighter

]]> By: Joan https://spitalfieldslife.com/2011/08/01/at-the-coracle-race/#comment-23038 Mon, 01 Aug 2011 16:05:39 +0000 http://spitalfieldslife.com/?p=39998#comment-23038 We were sorry to miss this – had to be elsewhere. The coracle holds a very special place in my partner’s heart. Growing up in Shrewsbury he was a regular supporter of the local football team whose pitch was then located on the banks of the river Severn. Because balls often found themselves in the water, the ground employed a man to rescue them. He would sit in the crowd but at the sight of a ball heading out of the stadium would rush out, to the loud cries of the crowd, to jump in his coracle and rescue the ball. Unfortunately this long ritual came to an end when Shrewsbury Town relocated a few years back.

My kids would have loved to see their dad capsize a coracle!

Best wishes,

Joan

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