The Slums of Leicester

Last Friday I went along to Beaumont Leys Library to hear a talk by local historian Ned Hewitt on The "Slums of Leicester". I'd already had this book out of the library and had shared it with the Irish Elders at The Emerald Centre. ( Ironically it was sitting in the back of my car with a £3 overdue fine while I was listening to Ned this morning!).

Upper Conduit St. 1966: I think my old house is the one on the right.

The talk focussed on slum clearance from the 19century up to the 1970s and often referenced streets that very few people knew or had heard off. But as he came closer to our contemporary history  we began nodding our heads and reminiscing.

As fascinating as the local history aspect was I was more interested in the emotional investment we have in the places we once lived in. My first question to Ned was " How do you define a slum" because I know that I had felt very defensive about the area I grew up in being defined that way. My friend, who had grown up around Orchard, Wilton, Royal East St, had gone along intending to tell Ned, in no uncertain terms, that her family most definitely HAD NOT lived in a slum!

What was clear to me that there was a great sense of pride and identity around the room in those courtyards and streets which were overlooked by filthy factories, had outside toilets and sometimes very little light. I'm not romanticising the poverty or the overcrowding. Those properties became slums through landlord neglect, poor planning and the political will to change no matter who got in the way: some of the pictures in the book are shocking but not everyone lived like that and many people in the audience remembered  a great sense of community and neighbourliness.
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The large Irish wave of immigration that came after the Great Famine settled around Wharf St.

Wharf  St. 1966

 "The Irish settled in Green St. - perhaps attracted by the name - and of course, the neighbouring streets. They would naturally cling to one another, though often at variance. Contention is better than solitude says a Celtic proverb, and Celts are not the only people that hate each other for the love of God. Those that could not get navvying and farm work took to "chip-chopping, mat-making," and "swag". A swag basket is a hawker's basket, and is filled with tapes, matches, cottons, laces, buttons, pins and so forth.The more thrifty took larger houses and began to lodge the new arrivals and the greenceens. ( raw recruits come over for the harvest)" Tom Barclay. The Wyvern. 1895.

Upper Conduit St. 1966, a couple of years after we had been moved out to Eyres Monsell.

The Slums of Leicester: Edited by Ned Hewitt.

Thanks to Dennis Calow at Vanished Leicester for the old photos.Vanished Leicester is part of a fantastic resource, My Leicestershire , which is part of The East Midlands Oral History archive 

If you'd like to tell your family's contact us on 0116 276 9186 or pop in to:
The Emerald Centre, Gipsy Lane, Leicester. LE5 OTB

We're now also on Twitter: follow me on  @irishleicester

Click here to view a map of The Irish in Leicester.

Kent St

Kent St

Debbie Field’s father Jimmy Tyrrell was the eldest boy in his family. He was born in the Rotunda, Dublin and brought up in Drumcondra. Jimmy came over to England as he was the only one left at home. He had been living at home with his mother: his father had died and all his siblings had moved away.

He came to Leicester around 1958 and moved in with his sister Rita and her husband, Patty Fox, at 38 Runcorn Rd, Eyres Monsell: Rita was the youngest in the family.

Jimmy had been a tailor in Dublin but found work in the hosiery industry in Leicester. Once established in Leicester lots of nephews started to come over and he got them work there too.

He met his wife, an English girl, Mavis Munn, at a hosiery factory where they both worked and they married in 1960.

Their daughter Debbie, was born in Saxby St.

They lived at 10 Kent St from 1961/62 to 1964. They then moved back up to Eyres Monsell to 26 Kelso Green.

Thanks to Dennis Calow at Vanished Leicester for the photo.

Vanished Leicester is part of a fantastic resource, My Leicestershire , which is part of The East Midlands Oral History archive


If you'd like to be involved contact us on 0116 276 9186 or pop in to:
The Emerald Centre, Gipsy Lane, Leicester. LE5 OTB

We're now also on Twitter: follow me on  @irishleicester

Click here to view a map of The Irish in Leicester.

Upper Kent St

Upper Kent St 41-47 1965

Etta Grady came from Forkhill, South Armagh to Leicester in 1957. She came over for work and lived with family here. Later she lived at 49 Upper Kent St. Her uncle used to work at St. Pat’s club, Abbey St and so she used to spend a lot of time there and had a great time. She married in 1960 and was married for 50 yrs. She remembers being happy and busy and having a good life.

Upper Kent St has now gone and  would have been where Maidstone Rd now stands. Thanks to Dennis Calow at Vanished Leicester for the photo.

Vanished Leicester is part of a fantastic resource, My Leicestershire , which is part of The East Midlands Oral History archive


If you'd like to be involved contact us on 0116 276 9186 or pop in to:
The Emerald Centre, Gipsy Lane, Leicester. LE5 OTB

We're now also on Twitter: follow me on  @irishleicester

Click here to view a map of The Irish in Leicester.