Childhood Days

My mom, my brother and myself lived in Heath Street off Winson Green. I remember we had no hot water and no bathroom, so we had the tin bath in front of the fire. I remember the old washhouse where Monday was always washing day whatever the weather, many a time I had my fingers in the old mangle. When we got older Mom used to take us once a week to the public baths down Heath Street for a good scrub. We only had one outside toilet shared with the neighbours. The house overlooked the railway and canal so in the winter it was freezing. Does anyone remember Challingsworths Iron Foundry down Heath Street? It belonged to my grandad's family. I remember the Shakespeare pub on the corner of Heath Street and Winson Green where my grandad used to send me over with a jug to the outdoor to fetch his beer. I still keep in touch with my friends from Heath Street who I grew up with and we chat about old times. Although we didn't have a lot, we did have those carefree days.