
Mill
Workers at Rhymer's Mill. Earlston in the Scottish Borders- early 1900's. As in
other Border textile towns, women were a significant part of the
ẃorkforce and key contributors to the local economy. But to me, as someone who is non-technical, that machinery
in the first image looks frightening!
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Housewives at Work - here shopping in the Traveling
Co-op Van in Earlston.
Where home was the workplace:
Both
before and after her marriage, my mother offered dressmaking services
from her home. Mum had been apprenticed to a tailor at the age of 14,
and was still sewing well into her 80's. I only came across her early
business card after her death.
She continued her home dressmaking throughout her life. In the
1950's this meant working in the small spare bedroom which was icy cold in
winter and hot and stuffy in summer. I remember one time when my little
brother - a typical boy into everything - got hold of her oiling can,
filled it with water and proceeded to "oil" the sewing machine!. He was
not very popular!
Mum
was a typical homemaker of the 1950's and 60's -- and beyond. She was
always making something - cushions changed their covers
regularly, new patchwork quilts appeared on the beds and new curtains
at the windows, worn sheets were turned, old bath towels were cut, and
trimmed into hand towels, tray cloths and table cloths were embroidered.
I remember
as a young child my mother wearing her apron with a front pocket for carrying dusters etc. and putting up her long hair in a scarf and turban on
wash day - always a Monday - we were very traditional in the north. This
was the days before washing machines, not even a twin tub, never mind an
automatic. She did the washing by hand and then got out the mangle to
feed the soaking clothes etc. through it to wring out the water. If I
was at home on holiday I helped feed the sheets through, before
everything was hung outside to dry.
All of this made wash-day an arduous task, so Monday tea was left overs - cold meat from the Sunday roast, served with chips.
Needless to say no photograph exists of my mother on her housewife tasks. Family snapshot were strictly for recording leisure activities, not housework.
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Workwear at the Egg Packaging Station at Georgefield Farm, Earlston
The distinctive work costume of the Bondagers.
Bondagers
were female farm workers in south east Scotland and Northumberland. As
part of their husband's contract (or bond) with the farmer, he would
undertake to provide another worker (usually his wife) to help as and
when required. The women wore a distinctive dress with bonnet,
described as the "last remaining peasant costume" in Britain. The custom of bondagers lasted well into the 20th century.
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And from my own family collection photographs I have featured before, but are among my favourites and fit the theme so well.
My great aunt Jennie Danson (second on the left) with her work colleagues from the post office in Poulton-le-Fylde, Lancashire. Her
daughter Pam recalled a story that during the First World War, a telegram
was received at the Post Office for Jennie's widowed mother Mrs Maria Danson. Fearing the
worst, Jenny was allowed to run home with it. Fortunately it was good
news to say that brother Frank was wounded but recovering in hospital in Malta. .
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Home was the workplace for my
mother's second cousin, Elsie Oldham, who as "Elise" (note the
French version of her name!) offered "Bobbing, Shingling, Marcel
Waving and Perming", from her home in Blackpool, Lancashire, and
advertised (above) on this lovely evocative 1920's blotter.
The Oldham home in Blackpool, Lancashire with the adverts in the window and on the garden pole, promoting Elsie's business.
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A different source gave me a lovely insight on my Aunt Edith (Danson), a teacher . Ex
pupils at the school set up a Facebook page ahead of the centenary of the school in 2014 and in a google search
found my blog and got in touch. I was delighted to read comments from
former pupils of "Miss Danson", who was remembered with fondness: "I always
thought she was a wonderful teacher with lots of patience and 8nderstanding".
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As for my working life life -
that ranged from student work in a variety of Einburgh shops including a
fishmongers (totally out of my comfort zone), a bookshop (my favourite)
and a tartan trash souvenir shop - think garish tasteless
tartan products aimed a tourists. I spent a year in the USA on an
exchange programme as a trainee librarian (a wonderful American
experience); as a young mother I did voluntary work setting up a
library at my daughter's school and at the local Citizen's Advice
Bureau.
I
returned to the workplace in 1978 at my local tourist information
centre - above. It now looks so old fashioned - old telephone, no
computer, let alone a typewriter, no uniform, just a name badge - they all came years later! But I loved it - until I was made redundant! Finally I returned to my roots in the Local Studies Library, before being the Family History Researcher in
the Scottish Borders Archive Centre. How many people can say their
hobby became their job!!
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And finally - not to forget this week's prompt photograph ....../
Earlston Munition Workers in World War Two.
With thanks to my local heritage group Auld Earlston for many of the images shown here.
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Sepia Saturday gives an opportunity for genealogy to share their family history and memories through photographs
Click HERE for more memories of work from fellow bloggers.
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A good take on the prompt. And kudos for including housewives in the workforce. Men just don't realize how hard the life of a housewife is until they have to take over doing the chores because their wife is sick or away on a trip. Then they complain & complain & that's if they only have to do it for a week or two.
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