Ragamuffin Angel
“The working classes could have told anyone that that was only the tip of the iceberg. But for Connie and Mary the year had been a good one. Exhausting and frequently challenging – there were times when Connie fell into bed too tired to even wash or clean her teeth, but it was her bed in her house and she was happy. Happy as she hadn’t been for a long, long time. She and Mary had taken up residence in number fourteen, Walworth Way, three days before they had started work at the Grand, and for ...the first four weeks they had had the house to themselves. After fumigating the bedrooms, which had been hopping with fleas, and getting rid of the old mattresses and tattered curtains, Connie had bought new mattresses for the two single iron beds in each room, along with new curtains for the windows and fresh bedspreads for each bed. It had eaten into the resources of the sweet jar but she had bought frugally and was satisfied the outlay had made the two rooms pretty and habitable, especially after she and Mary had added a small table – bought from the pawn shop – and two of the hard-backed chairs from the sitting room to each room to supplement the aged wardrobes. Connie’s advertisement in several shop windows, and for two evenings in the Sunderland Echo, for ‘rooms for respectable gentlewomen, clean and with use of kitchen’ saw the upstairs occupied by the middle of April, one room being let to an elderly widow and her middle-aged working daughter, and the other to two spinster sisters who worked at the Corn Mill off Queer Street.MoreLess
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