The Same Street, Fifty Winters Apart
1925 The gas lamps on Cranbrook Road were still lit each evening by a man with a long brass pole, though everyone said the electric would come before winter. Edith Parker stood at the window of the upstairs flat — number 47, the one with the cracked lintel and the view of the railway embankment — and watched the lamplighter work his way north toward the Ilford station. She was twenty-two years...
0 Comentários 0 Compartilhamentos 3 Visualizações 0 Anterior