I was born in a back-to-back in Deritend, 12 back of 56 Skinner Lane and baptised in St Martin's in the Bullring. When I was still quite young we moved to a house in Selly Oak which was terraced and had an outside toilet next to the coal shed, but it seemed like a palace compared to the place we left and the homes where my aunts, uncles and cousins were still living in the city centre. I think the biggest difference was that in Selly Oak we actually had a garden and nearby there were parks and green spaces where I could play.
For many years I worked with my father in the Evans and Kitchen garage in Hurst Street, so I have many memories of that whole area. For most of my adult life I've lived in France, mainly teaching. Some years ago a colleague organised a trip to England for our pupils with a visit to Birmingham as part of their study of the Industrial Revolution. She asked me to accompany the group including a tour of the National Trust back-to-backs on the corner of Hurst St and Inge St. I must admit I was very apprehensive as I didn't know how I would react. It was a quite overwhelming and moving experience which brought back so many vivid impressions of my childhood, adolescence and early adult life lived in that area. Above all it confirmed my deep and abiding love for my family and for those communities, now gone, who faced the daily challenges of a life lived in such a physically grim environment, with a simple dignity and resilience.