I love these old photographs of these children here, but feel kinda sad for them too. Can’t help but look at them and contrast them with the lives of my own children.
I recently read about a local retired clergyman, Canon Jim Burns, who has written a book about the history of the whit walks in Manchester. He says that the first procession of Church of England members took place in 1801, between St.Ann’s Church and Manchester Cathedral.
In those days children worked for six days a week between 4.00am and 8.00pm. The local Sunday schools did not want the children, on their one day off, to become involved in cockfighting, gambling, or the drinking of gin.
The idea they came up with was for the Sunday schools from around Manchester to have a big assembly for the children to attend, but the place to hold it could not be decided upon. Some argued for St.Ann’s church, which was more fashionable, while others argued in favour of the Cathedral.
In the end a compromise was reached in that the children would all…
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City Jackdaw 
I remember that post. What a sad end of childhood. Really, they never had a childhood.
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How lucky my kids (and I myself was) are.
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Don’t know why, but your site blocks my ability to see any other posts beyond this one…and I’m still ‘following’ you in my reader (it also has not updated through consequent posts even when I refresh etc)
I’m thinking of ‘unfollowing’ you then after a day of so, start with a new ‘follow’…just letting you know….
Yikes!
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Hmm I’ve no idea why either. Maybe I should do another post to see if people can see it.
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