This is the view today from outside No. 8 Walker Street, the house Lawrence lived in for the critical years of boyhood and adolescence. The ash tree which used to keep him awake at night, the slag heaps and the colliery winding gear have all gone, but the open view towards Brinsley and Underwood remains. From the bedroom windows he claimed you could see Crich Stand in the Derbyshire hills, and this sight seemed to have almost mystical significance for the young lad, suggesting a wider world beyond the confines of Eastwood town.
