Thursday 18 March 2010

Preston - Poverty: Smells & Stuff by Peter Fagg

Just to carry on this theme of squalor & poverty I just want to share two lists I discovered. These were compiled by a Prestonian called Joseph Livesey. He was a dynamo of a man who will be getting his very own post in the future, but for today I want to share his list of "Things I do not like to see" and another one entitled "I don't like the smell from..." I like these lists because they add a sense of smell and everyday life to the Victorian Preston picture.

Remember these were both written in 1838. My remarks are written in italics:

"Things I do not like to see..."
  •  A workhouse funeral almost without attendance.
  • an orphan girl tempted to walk the streets for the purpose of prostitution.
  • a country overseer putting out a poor woman by her shoulders.
  • a poor lad going to the factory very much out of health.
  • the bailiffs carrying the bed and chairs of a poor widow to the obelisk, to sell for rent.
  •  a street of houses nearly all uninhabited. (many families moved in with others so they could share the rent. This was called 'huddling', but left many homes vacant)
  • all the public pumps dry in hot weather.
  • a window blind drawn up on one side twelve inches higher than the other. (Right....now you're getting picky :0) 
  • orange peels thrown on the footpath (!!)
Joseph Livesey, Moral Reformer, Saturday February 10, 1838, p.45


"I dont' like the smell from..."
  • a bedroom where the windows have never been open for days and weeks together (this man obviously never had teenage sons)
  • Dirty straw which has laid some time in a damp cellar.
  • a cart taking away dung from the privies during the day time.
  • wiskets filled with fish upon a coach. (Wisket? I think it is a basket?)
  • the dead carcasses of dogs and other animals thrown into pools of stagnant water.
  • the effluvia from a person who perspires freely but seldom washes. (Try Lynx)
  • a drunkards breath in a morning after a fuddle. (Fuddle = a drinking binge... or so I'm told)
  • a cart laden with gas tar. (What's that??)
  • a corpse kept too long in hot weather. (I hate it when that happens)
Joseph Livesey, Moral Reformer, March 24, 1838, p. 10

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