> When I moved into my mainly unmodernised Victorian house in 1979,
> the bathroom had a gas mantle in situ. Because I was planning on
> redesigning the bathroom and enlarging it, there was no electric
> light in there for a while so I used the gas. The house got "the
> electric in 1934 (the newspaper in amongst all the bits of cable
> under the floor are of that date) but for some reason the gas was
> left in the bathroom.
> I had forgotten what a nice soft light it is, much nicer than the
> harsh electric lights.
> It brought back memories of school and the way the number of kids
> needing glasses shot up when electric replaced gas lights.
>
> It's a bit of a shock sometimes to realise that things that
> happened to us "just the other year" are in fact heritage or
> history...
>
> Hazel Fleming.
Well that brought back some memories ideed...in our terraced house in
Preston in the 50s, the gas was in all the rooms and it was a wonderful
light to go to sleep by, very comforting...and the gas lamp outside on the
pavement (slabs of slate) was the meeting point for all the urchins, we
could play in the guttered cobble street there was only the rag an bone man
who passed or the knife sharpener, the one with his horse the other with his
little cart (the horse droppings were quickly scooped up for someone's sweet
peas 'out the back'
Better stop now before I get too maudlin!!
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