Hi everybody, new to this site.
I was born in Francis Street in 1958, we moved to Kingstanding when I was 6. I don't remember anything good about Francis Street except it was dirty and dim. Nobody had any money and we shared a toilet with everyone else. Life was dismal, the winters were cold and we all seemed to share a bedroom in out 2 up 2 down.
I do remember being rushed to the children's hospital with a cracked head once. My brother Chris was always in trouble and fell through a derelict factory roof, made the Birmingham Mail, he was in and out of hospital with cuts and broken bones. We played a lot on the 'bomb peck' and used to go into the swimming baths, that were empty, and chase the rats!!
I suppose the happier times were when we all played together in the yard. I remember a family called the Chaltons.