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19.9.31
On the last morning, when we had picked the last field, there was a queer game of catching the women and putting them in the bins. Very likely there will be something about this in the Golden Bough. It is … Continue reading
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Tagged apples, beer, bins, buses, Deafie, farm, fruit-picking, Ginger, Golden Bough, Hammersmith, hop-fields, hop-picking, hoppickers' train, hops, illiteracy, Kent, London Bridge, money, payment, pub, scholars, sex, tally book, tobacco, tobacconist, train, tramps, Wateringbury
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1.9.31
…went off to work, and Ginger and I went down to Chambers’ farm, a mile or two away, to ask for work. When we got to the farm they had been hanging a cat, a thing I never heard of … Continue reading
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Tagged apples, bailiff, bathroom, blankets, Blest, bread, butter, cat, chamberpots, Chambers, cheese, Cockney accent, cocoa, cold water, damsons, dinner, farm, food, Ginger, homosexuality, hop-fields, hop-picking, hops, jam, job, lorry, Maidstone, matches, money, palliasses, picnickers, raspberries, smell, spike, tea, towel, Tramp Major, tramps, West Malling, work, workhouse
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29.8.31
When we had gone a mile or two we came to an orchard, and the others at once went in and began stealing apples. I had not been prepared for this when we started out, but I saw that I … Continue reading
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Tagged apples, baker, bread, butcher, cigarette, fires, homosexuality, honeysuckle, Ide Hill, Liverpool Jew, meat, orchard, potatoes, sausages, Scotch, Sevenoaks, sex, spike, teashop, Trafalgar Square, Tramp Major, tramps, Workhouse Major, workshouse, Young Ginger
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27.8.31
At about eight in the morning we all had a shave in the Trafalgar Square fountains, and I spent most of the day reading Eugenie Grandet, which was the only book I had brought with me. The sight of a … Continue reading
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Tagged books, Buffalo Bill, Eugenie Grandet, fleas, fountains, jam tarts, Kent, kip, rats, Southwark Bridge Road, Trafalgar Square, tramps, Wordsworth
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26.8.31
The next day I went to Trafalgar Square and camped by the north wall, which is one of the recognised rendezvous of down and out people in London. At this time of year the square has a floating population of … Continue reading
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Tagged business people, café, church, coffee shops, Covent Garden, doughnuts, fires, fruit, Irishmen, kippers, milk, police, porters, prostitutes, St Martin's, St Martin's Lane, tea, Trafalgar Square, tramps
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