The Miners: an oasis in a desert of closed venues and dwindling resources

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“At 43 I got fed up with being laid off. So, I saw this place and thought I’d give it a go.” The phone rings. Louis excuses himself. “Hello. Miners.”

After the closure of the working men’s club, a private landlord had bought the building and turned part of it into a pub. When that failed it fell derelict and became a target for vandals. The landlord was more than happy to let Louis try his luck.

With support from his parents and lots of help from friends and neighbours he started to renovate the building.

“It was tough going but within six months we’d opened up a café and a community room,” he says, back from his phone call.

Nearly six years on he’s added a 70-seat ‘surround sound’ cinema (great for kids’ parties); a bar (for matchdays at nearby FC United) and is currently working on a recording studio for local bands.

The Miners now regularly hosts dance classes for kids; a children’s drama group; Zumba workouts and Barbara’s craft sessions every Wednesday. It’s used by Contact Theatre for a youth outreach project and

“We have art exhibitions and band nights, people come from as far as Scotland for our Northern Soul Nights. We have a great DJ.”

Every community needs a Louis Beckett.

On Teddington Road in Moston, he’s created an oasis in a desert of long-since-closed facilities and dwindling resources. Although Louis aims for The Miners to eventually ‘wash its own face’, his motivation is far from financial.

“I like to give people a break,” he says, “We can do a low rent for new groups to get on their feet. The dance group started with a handful of kids. Now there are 35. It’s massive.”

His commitment to the local community has been recognised by Forever Manchester. A glass star declaring ‘Inspirational Community Group Award’ sits proudly on the counter above the meat and potato pies.

“Do you still get time to paint?”

“Not really. Months will go by without me doing anything. Sometimes I might sketch some ideas onto a canvas but it never goes further than that. It’s frustrating but it’s one of those things, isn’t it?”

“Louis, we hope this blog will be read by others working for their own communities. You know, as inspiration. Now you are six years in, what advice would you give other groups?”

“Just get your head down and get on with it first,” he says, “no one will give you anything until they can see you’re established and with the right intentions.”

“You mean, funders?”

“Yeah. You have to prove yourself. The first two years are the most challenging. But don’t expect to make any money out of it because it doesn’t happen.”

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“If I hadn’t got this, there’d be nothing.”

“What do people get out of being in this group?” I ask Barbara.

“You’ll have to ask them,” she says. “But what I can tell you is, we don’t lose anybody. They come back week after week.”

“How long have you been going to the group?” I ask Trevor.

He sucks in his cheeks. “About four years. I came first and then Denise followed on,” he says. “I came to get away from my problems and she followed me!”

“He loves me really, don’t you?” says Denise, prodding her husband.

“Oh aye, yeah.”

“I thought I’d just come for a week, that was three years ago,” continues Denise. “I do suffer from depression and this takes my mind off it. It’s better than sitting in the house. I need something to keep me occupied. If I hadn’t got this, there’d be nothing.”

There are dozens of places like this across Manchester, thousands across the country. Small groups, surviving on next-to-no money, supported by selfless volunteers. Their compassion towards those with poor mental health or low income seems at odds with a bigger picture of insensitive cuts and austerity.

It’s difficult, probably impossible, to measure the savings these small groups make to the statutory services.

A weekly card-making session with this group of friends could mean Denise doesn’t tip up at the GP as often as she might.

“We do rely on funding,” says Barbara, “Most people here are on benefits or low income. We charge £2 for the day but that won’t cover the rent or the materials.I’m strict about using top quality materials because I want people to be proud of what they’ve made.

“Through the Fourteen programme Forever Manchester helped us out last year with running costs. We were able to buy lots of new materials.”

Barbara’s been on the Local Reference Group (LRG) for a couple of years now. It’s a sort of self help group as part of the Fourteen programme to support community groups in Harpurhey and Moston.

“It’s become like a little family,” says Barbara. “We’re very supportive of each other and we’ve  expanded now as more people have joined us.”

“Do you feel a sense of connection with other people because of the LRG?” I ask.

“Oh yes. We’ve learnt lots about what else is going on. Although we’ve never felt isolated. Lou here at The Miners has been very good to us and,” – she nods in the direction of Broadhurst Park – “FC United have been very supportive as well.”

I take my tape recorder around the table again. “What about you Ann? How important is this group for you?”

“Most of my neighbours are either very old or have young families,” she says. “There’s no one my age.  So this gets me out of the house, seeing somebody, talking to somebody. Sometimes I can open the front door and realise it hasn’t been unlocked for the past three days.”

Here’s the Facebook page for Barbara’s Creative Community group

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The crafts group that’s all about wellbeing

There are nine today, sitting around a square of tables, heads down, making cards.

“We usually have more,” says Barbara as I settle myself into an empty chair, “but four are poorly with chest infections.”

We’re in the community room at The Miners in Moston, the hub of all things creative in this part of town and an increasingly important venue for the local estate and beyond.

Barbara Shaw has been voluntarily running her Creative Community craft sessions for nearly five years now. I scribble everyone’s name down as she introduces me to her group.

There’s Jean and Marie. And Kath ‘with a K’ clicking her knitting needles together as the others sponge pastel colours onto their artwork. Cath ‘with a C’ is the newest member of the group, recently moved from Moss Side to be near her daughter.

And then there’s Dawn and Ann, ‘without an e’ followed by Denise and her husband Trevor. “With a T,” says Trevor.

“So what do you actually do?” I ask.

“We make handmade greeting cards,” says Barbara, “and Kath teaches knitting to those who would rather knit.”

“I haven’t got the patience for all the fiddly bits,” says Kath, still clicking, “so I knit… and talk.”

“We do a lot of talking,” laughs Marie.

In amongst the cutting and sticking, daubing and dabbing, there’s a lot of laughter and banter in this group. I’m not sure how the discussion about parking on pavements started but everyone throws in their two penneth. Next it’s Joe Pasquale.

Originally from Portsmouth Barbara trained as a psychiatric nurse but later moved into community education. She worked at the Abraham Moss Centre and spent some years driving the Cheetham community bus. “So I’ve always worked with people and the community,” she tells me.

Later she moved back into psychiatric work, this time using craft with the long-term mentally-ill. The sticking and the cutting built self-esteem amongst her clientele and Barbara encouraged many of them into further education or employment.

With cuts to mental health services, Barbara’s group was shut down. Undeterred but convinced of the value of art therapy, she set up a new group, as a volunteer, that expanded into the wider community.

“So now we have an activity group where there is an understanding of mental health. If you have a mental health problem and want to talk about it then fair enough, but you don’t have to. Do you need a sponge for that, Cath?”

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