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We were living in this council house and there was a
bathroom that actually had a bath in it, but we didn't have
hot water like, so there was the copper in the corner. You
put the water in this copper and lit a fire under it, coal
fire, and you boiled it up and dipped in your bucket or
whatever and poured it into the bath. But that was
expensive so we didn't do that often. At that time there
would be my father, my elder brother and myself.
I think I've got to tell you this. My mother, in
those days she, what you would call - run away, because you
didn't split up or have divorces. If you wanted to get out
you got out. You waited until the dead of night or the
middle of the day when everyone was at work and you ran
off. My mother ran away to London from Lincolnshire. Why
did I tell you that? Dunno - oh it was 'cos of Phil. So my
father, my brother and me moved out from where we were
living in this hell-hole which was next door to the steel
works.
We moved into this luxurious council house with a bath and a
lavatory, you know you pulled a chain and water came down,
down a pipe? It was still outside in the yard you know but
it flushed and we had running water in the house, taps you
just turned on and water came out whenever you wanted. My
brother and I, the first time we saw this house, it had
doors that shut and proper windows that opened, and it had
stairs; blimey, we'd never seen stairs before. I can
remember us running up and down these stairs and running
into the bathroom and getting tiny drinks of water in the
bath-plug. Well, it was another world to us, all these
luxuries.
When my Mam ran away my Dad used to have housekeepers to
come and look after us children, well at that stage, when we
first moved into that council house, there was only my
brother and myself, my two elder sisters had left home, my
elder brother, the other elder brother, much older, seemed
like old people then, they had gone, but my brother and
myself were there,.. and there was just Dad, me and Phil
that I just mentioned.
It came to the stage where Dad needed someone to help
look after us because he was working on the steel works. So
he was going out at half past seven in the morning and not
coming back until half past five at night. We had to go to
school. We had to be ready to go to school, we had to be
fed. So I don't know how Dad did it, but he used to
advertise for a housekeeper and we had a little string of
housekeepers. Some of them funny, some of them pathetic and
until we struck upon this one Phil, who was deaf.
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