As I think back to my childhood (trying not to make myself sound as though I was born in Victorian times) I remember several house callers who came on a regular basis. There was the coal man, bringing coal and filling our coal bunker in the back garden; the milkman bringing milk in glass bottles and taking away the empty bottles – recycling 1960s style. And the chimney sweep would call periodically, to sweep the chimneys. I realise this makes my household sound a little like ‘Mary Poppins’, but the ‘real fires’ led to a lot of soot which needed cleaning out!
I don’t have any photographs of these workmen, but I do have a picture of me dressed as a chimney sweep for a local fancy dress competition.
The brush looks very authentic and I wonder where my parents got it from? Maybe they borrowed it from the chimney sweep, I’m sure they can’t have had their own brushes!