![]() ![]() Properties in Speke were several orders of magnitude better than accommodation most of its residents had lived in previously. In 1954 we were allocated a two-bedroom house in Speke, on the city’s southern limit. For two and a half years my mother attended council surgeries for an update on the request. They registered for a new city corporation rental house. My parents lived in the Dingle, a wartime bomb-damaged part of Liverpool 8, in a one-room bedsit with an outside toilet. I was born in 1951 in, now demolished, Mill Road Maternity Hospital, Liverpool. Thank you Municipal Dreams for remembering the Liverpool suburb of Speke: a forgotten part of a forgotten city. I’m pleased to feature today a post from Tom – in response to posts on Speke on the blog in April and May this year – who describes his own experience of growing up on the Estate and his views on the mistakes that were made in its planning and design. One of the most important aspects of this blog has been to give voice to the experience and views of council estate residents, so often ignored, too often maligned. ![]()
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