![]() ![]() As we moved slowly through the outskirts of the town we passed row after row of little grey slum houses running at right angles to the embankment. This was March, but the weather had been horribly cold and everywhere there were mounds of blackened snow. The train bore me away, through the monstrous scenery of slag-heaps, chimneys, piled scrap-iron, foul canals, paths of cindery mud criss-crossed by the prints of clogs. David McKie: When fact is really fiction ( The Guardian).Two Orwell Prize winners on fact and fiction in reportage: Neal Ascherson – Ryszard Kapuściński was a great story-teller, not a liar ( The Guardian) and Timothy Garton Ash – Bearing witness is a sacred trust ( The Guardian).Home / Orwell / Books by Orwell / The Road to Wigan Pier / Extract from Chapter 1, The Road to Wigan Pier Extract from Chapter 1, The Road to Wigan Pier ![]()
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