The following is a letter received by the manager of a construction site in Hull, UK:
"Dear Sir,
I was engaged wif me mates in buildin' an 'ouse on your site, and we 'ad more bricks than wot was needed to finish the job. We 'ad a pulley fixed to a beam at the top at the top of the third floor rafters, wif a barrel on a rope, so's we could 'oist fings up and down loik. The rope was tied down at the ground with the barrel at the top floor level. We decided to use the barrel to lower the extra bricks, which was a considerable large lot, they was. It was basically enough bricks to fill the barrel up. I went and stood on the ground whilst me mates loaded the bricks into the barrel.
While I waited, I grasped the rope firmly with me right hand. When me mates shouted that the barrel was full, I untied the knot 'oldin' the line wif me free 'and.
Unfortunately, the barrel was 'eavier than I was, and it started to fall, pulling me sharply off the ground. Bein' startled, I grabbed on firmly to the rope wif both 'ands and found meself ascendin' rapidly skyward. As the barrel came down, I went up. 'Alfway to the top, I met the barrel coming down, and received a severe blow to me shoulder. The barrel carried on down by main force. As it reached the ground I reached the top, jamming me fingers painfully into the pulley and banging my 'ead on the 6 x 6" beam.
Unfortunately, when the barrel 'it the ground, it burst, and the bricks fell out. I was now 'eavier than the barrel, and I started rapidly back towards the ground. 'Alfway down, I met the barrel coming up, and received a heavy shock to my shins.
When I reached the ground, I landed on the bricks, sufferin' numerous painful cuts and bruises. At this point, I must have lost me presence of mind, because I let go of the line! The remains of the barrel now fell again, landin' on top of me 'ead and puttin' me in 'ospital, which is where I am now.