What a wonderful picture it has bought back so many childhood memories. I can so relate to the living conditions in the picture (without the Washing)
We lived in a two up and two down in Rocky Lane Nechells. We had a living room which was used for everything, with a big dining table in the middle and a couple of arm chairs each side of the coal fire which always had a bow in front of it. Hence the reason so many women seemed to have those brown squares on their shins from sitting in front of the coal fire.
The small adjoining scullery housed just a cooker, the sink, the gas washing boiler in the corner and just enough room for a kitchen cabinet, which had a pull down front so you could cut up bread on it or prepare food, which housed the grocery, crockery and the saucepans some of which had been repaired with a washer.
The funny thing was we also had a front room with some good pieces of furniture in it which was never used and kept for 'best' despite the fact that there were only two bedrooms and two adults and four children, a boy and three girls sharing.
In the bedrooms there was no room for anything else except the beds. All the girls slept in one large double bed with a wooden walnut headboard which was considered to be modern and my brother slept in the single bed with the brass bedstead with brass balls on the end and he used to hide things in it.
We could not afford blankets and we slept in our vest and knickers and a cardigan to keep warm. Our only blanket was our dads old heavy army overcoat with some of the brass buttons missing. We did have a feather overlay matress which we used to have to shake up and I think this saved us from the cold quite a bit as it was lovely to snuggle down in with the old stone hot water bottle at your feet, if one of the siblings didnt wrestle it off you.
When I was older I used to knit squares and sew them up to make a blanket but it was never big enough to cover us all up until it got washed and it stretched miles long then.
Looking back I can hardly believe the conditons that we lived in and survived, but I am glad of the experiences growing up because it taught me the the value of life and good friends and I also know if there is a recession I have the skills learnt from my childhood years to survive the harshest conditions.
I do especially remember that last thing at night there was nothing like a steaming hot cup of rowntrees cocoa and a piece of bread cut thick from the loaf spread with pork dripping from Thompsons Pork butchers on Aston Cross. How many would have that for their supper now adays and been glad to get it.
Louisa