Coal-tax Post - Types of Post

Types of Post

There are five different forms of coal duty boundary markers in all.

  1. Granite obelisks, about 1.2 metres high, erected beside canals and navigable rivers.
  2. Cast-iron posts about 1.2 metres high. These form the majority of posts and are found beside roads — and also beside tracks and footpaths, sometimes in open countryside.
  3. Cast-iron boxes or plates, about 230 mm square, built into parapets of road bridges.
  4. Stone or cast-iron obelisks, about 4.5 metres high, found beside railways. Originally erected on previous boundaries and reused on the 1861 boundary.
  5. Cast-iron obelisks, about 1.75 metres high, erected on railways after 1865.

Almost all bear the City's shield or in some cases the full coat of arms. Most of the cast-iron posts are painted white, with the cross and sword of the shield picked out in red, but the stone ones are often of a sombre black, still bearing the stains accumulated on the smoky trackside. Most of the posts are Grade II listed buildings.

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