http://www.amazon.com/Catherine-Liverpool-Victorian-Workhouse-Tale/dp/1516999142 ( If you haven’t already, you may like to read this first.)
Molly’s Shop 1889
The day had not begun well, with ten funeral hats to complete and no black feathers, in spite of the order having been placed weeks before.
Catherine’s fingers ached after a particularly busy week. All the ladies in Liverpool seemed to be dressing for occasions. Summer was always hectic, with garden fetes and the races. Floral fashion filled the shop with vibrant colours, but this week had been devoted mostly to funeral hats, black lace and feathers to offset black felt wide brims. Consumption and cholera were taking their toll on the city and Catherine was reminded of her oakum picking days at the workhouse when her fingers became calloused and sore with the dreary task of pulling apart old rope thread by thread, and although life had improved somewhat, there was still…
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