The photographs show the buildings, machines and the work of the women who operated them to produce much-needed ammunition for the Front. The women were involved in every part of the production process, from operating overhead magnetic cranes and hydraulic presses, to the very high-precision work of boring, turning and milling shell cases.
Sadly we don't know the names of any of the workers in these photographs, so, for those images in which faces are clearly distinguishable, we have created 'mini-galleries' of close-up shots, in the hope that someone might recognise a family member. If you do recognise someone, or have any other information about this factory, then please contact us.
Further details about shell manufacture in the North-East have been posted as 'blogs' by Tyne & Wear Museum Services: http://www.twmuseums.org.uk/engage/blog/the-neptune-shell-shop-bracelet-and-the-response-to-the-shell-crisis-of-1915-part-1/ and http://www.twmuseums.org.uk/engage/blog/the-neptune-shell-shop-bracelet-and-the-response-to-the-shell-crisis-of-1915-part-2/
Images and stories from the people who worked at The Central Marine Engine Works.
More detail »Images of the CMEW buildings converted to shell production.
More detail »The graph gives a massive amount of statistical information. It shows that an average of 80% of the workforce were female, includes how much they were paid per shell produced and the numbers produced at various times of the year.
More detail »King George V (centre) and Queen Mary (left) on a tour of the factory, on June 14th, 1917.
HHT&N 586
More detail »Written to Maurice Gibb, managing director of CMEW , by Clive Wigram on behalf of King George V from the Royal Train on June 14th 1917 following a visit that day by King George and Queen Mary.
More detail »This is one of a series of 'Munitionette' poems written by Kirsten Luckins for the 'Heroism & Heartbreak' Project:
Steady now, Gracie
easy with the bogie
control it
those precise hands
tendons raised and fanned
remember our mam
when she still silver-served
six plates up each ballerina arm
glide like a swan
that’s how it’s done
Perch there, Gracie
canary on a high stool
in this giant’s great hall!
lay your eggs, Gracie
lay your long brass eggs
sleeping in their cradle
pack them, firm but gentle
Gracie, Gracie,
take care
like you’re tucking in a much-loved
trouble-
maker
This is one of a series of 'Munitionette' poems written by Kirsten Luckins for the 'Heroism & Heartbreak' Project:
Grace is a thing of muscle,
gluteus, soleus, glorious
collusion of sinew – grace
is a ball passed girl to girl,
pool to pool down a cascade,
private joke, secret shared.
Have you ever played? She has
begun to live for this, a path
to the goal like a break in clouds,
defenders as much use as mist,
every beat of her heart a direct hit,
feet alert as searchlights,
when she strikes, it’s the kiss
of a drillbit on an eight inch casing,
crowd screaming louder than lathes –
but its not for this that she plays
Hoods Haggies or the slips from Vickers,
or takes the fight to Wallsend Slipway;
it’s not for dutiful funds raised,
minesweepers’ orphans mean nothing
when the leather thuds – afterwards
they can count the shillings out
for the Sailors’ Flower Day or
Welcome Home for the lucky men
for whom she will retire. But now
Grace is a thing of muscle,
gluteus, soleus, glorious
explosion, Grace is a thing of fire.
More detail »In October 1980, the Hartlepool Mail showed a selection of photographs of the Shell factory workforce; they received a response from Mr. Isaac Newton (then aged 80), whose father, Mr. William Newton (Head Foreman Turner), appeared in one of the images. Isaac had himself worked at the factory from 1915 to 1922 as an apprentice turner, working from 6am. to 5pm each day:
"I was paid 4s a week, out of which 2s 6d was stopped for my indentures, and 2d for convalescent homes in the area, which meant I took home about 1s 4d.
I got a 1s a week rise for every yuear I was there, and when I finished my time I was paid just over £2 a week."