Hi all, My father ( John Howell) worked at the Birmid for a good few years in B.A.C as a band saw operator, he cut the excess metal"risers" off newly cast engine cylinder blocks before shot blasting and sand blasting them to finish the outer surface.His foreman I recall was Arthur Motram, and my father was partnered by a West Indian I only ever knew as Theo. I started there as an apprentice in 1976, and although at Warley College for several days each week, was most at home in the piston foundry. Pistons were rough cast in pressure dies which clamped shut in two halves prior to being filled with molten aluminium from a pot besides each worker. The pot was topped up regularly from a main smelting furnace by forklift, this was driven by my cousin Michael Brookes. I had several relatives working at the Birmid as the Brookes family lived nearby in Great Arthur street. The pistons were then rough turned prior to being shipped out to various firms , from small diameter pistons for Suffolk lawnmowers to large diameter pistons for bigger engines including Ford, Austin and Talbot etc.... amongst others.
As an apprentice in quality control, I had to take samples at various stages, measure all dimensions for accuracy, and test the metal for gas inclusions, porosity and general strength, which varied depending on which alloy was being used.( The alloy make up varied greatly from each job, some requiring harder, softer, or more tensile metals for different uses once made up into the various products )
The work was hard ,dirty, and sometimes dangerous, but still holds a lot of memories not only of my late father, but of the people that made up the community of Smethwick. This was before race riots , when you could share a pot of food with a person of different race without the stigma attached today. Happy days. I'm 50 now and can say with hand on heart that those were the happiest days of my working life.