British Steel paid for my education. I got a better deal than they did.
My parents weren’t that well off. I wangled a full grant (after year one
anyway). University education was financed differently then and sometime in the
5th (maybe even the 4th,
I don’t remember clearly) form I noticed that there were companies who were
prepared to “sponsor” you to go to college. I applied to everybody who was
remotely relevant to the courses I wanted to do. It was excellent practice at
filling in application forms and going to interviews (the companies always paid
for the travel too. I finished up with an sponsorship from British Steel
(General Steels Division, Cleveland).
It was an excellent deal from my point of view. BSC paid me the princely
sum of 5 quid per month during term time, which doesn’t sound like much, but it
was the maximum they could give me without affecting my grant. You have to
consider that I paid 5 quid a week for my slum bedsit in my final year. Mild Ale
was 22p per pint in the Students’ Union bar. I was flush!
BSC provided me with 3 months of relevant paid work (including 2 weeks
paid vacation, which they insisted I took) during the long vacation 1st
and 2nd year, and there was an almost guaranteed job offer at the
end of my course. BSC called me a “Student Apprentice”. The result was a
sort-of self-organised sandwich course, but in 3 years, not 4.
I loved it! BSC put me on a round-the-departments programme shadowing
people. I was there in 1979 when BSC “blew in” what was then the largest
blast-furnace in Europe (Redcar, since closed https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rWgsINl8SWw
). I worked in some terrible places too. The coke-ovens at Consett were an
experience which I do not regret but would not want to repeat. Everyone knew
that plant was doomed.
British Steel were flexible and tolerant. They allowed me to fiddle with
the computers (FORTRAN and BASIC) in the evenings. For a several weeks 2nd
Year vacation I would do my job (08:00 – 16:00) at the power station, clean up,
walk to the sinter plant, where the “Coordination” computer (ICL 2900 series)
was located and then spend 3 hours writing and running heat-transfer
simulations. After that I would catch the bus to Middlesbrough, eat a take-away,
drink several pints and repeat the following day. Only a 20-something-year-old
can live like that.
When I graduated in 1979 I joined BSC and planned to spend at least
several years there. “Events dear boy” intervened. In 1980 there was the Steel
Strike ( https://steelvoices.wordpress.com/2015/01/02/the-1980-steel-strike-thirty-five-years-on/
obviously left-wing etc but factually correct). I worked through that (I’ve
crossed more picket lines than most people). Another experience I would not
particularly want to repeat. After the strike was over, my “posting” was to an obsolescent
blast furnace plant, and my task was to work out how to shut down the steam
distribution system safely. Obviously “the writing was on the wall” so I looked
for another job, and found one with a company that designed boilers. (https://www.flickr.com/photos/32859789@N02/7074725003
I was based at the Power Station in this picture)
Ironically (unintended pun), the plant which I was supposed to help to
shut down lasted much longer than anyone expected. There were 5 blast-furnaces
on the site and 2 of them continued in operation making ferro-manganese alloy
metal. They ran until ? and weren’t demolished until 1994 (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7DnXcPouT0k
). The coke ovens on the same site continued
in operation until 2015! (http://www.gazettelive.co.uk/news/teesside-news/tears-shed-final-batch-pushed-10095955
)