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From: | Tom Elmore |
Subject: | microorganism |
Date: | Sun, 17 Sep 2006 16:20:45 -0400 |
Certainly most Corporation estatesare pretty bleak
in winter.
Life is still fairly normal, more normal than one
really has the rightto expect.
By far the best work for the unemployed is being
done by theN.
Large living-room with kitchener fireplace,
cup-boards,and fixed dresser, composition floor. But dearly their continued
existence is due to the housingshortage and not directly to poverty. But pigeons are
messybirds and the Corporation suppresses them as a matter of course.
The tenant complained that the house was cold,
damp, and soforth.
Some hardly seemed to care; others realized quite
clearly inwhat misery they were living. The tenant complained that the house was
cold, damp, and soforth. When a mans stamps are exhausted,before being turned over
to the P.
And it is here that one comes on the central
difficulty of the housingproblem.
I was shown mat-tresses which were still wringing
wet at eleven inthe morning. Somebody must be making a good thing out of
thosecaravans!
Best bedroom hassmall wardrobe let into
wall.
Why, then, do they makeso little use of their
talents? Undoubtedly that is the underlyingmotive. Liver-pool, for instance, hasbeen
very largely rebuilt, mainly by the efforts of the Corporation.
One thing thatis very noticeable is that the worst
squalors are never downstairs. The others, the typical slum-dwellers, miss the
frowsy warmth of theslum. In Wigan a favouriterefuge was the pictures, which are
fantastically cheap there. I have seen too much of slums to go into
Chestertonianraptures about them.
Of course the squalor of these peoples houses is
some-times their ownfault.
Alf Smith is merely one of the quartermillion, a
statistical unit.
Alf Smith is merely one of the quartermillion, a
statistical unit.
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