'We Ain't Got No Drink, Pa'
''We ain''t got no drink, Pa.''
I trembled as I spoke. Then somewhere inside me I found the anger, the courage to answer him back.
''We don''t have no grog cos you drank it all!''
I knew he was going for me tonight, so I reckoned I might as well go down fighting after all.
Growing up in the slums of 1920s and 30s Bermondsey, Hilda Kemp''s childhood was one of chaos and fear. Every day was battlegroun...
''We ain''t got no drink, Pa.''
I trembled as I spoke. Then somewhere inside me I found the anger, the courage to answer him back.
''We don''t have no grog cos you drank it all!''
I knew he was going for me tonight, so I reckoned I might as well go down fighting after all.
Growing up in the slums of 1920s and 30s Bermondsey, Hilda Kemp''s childhood was one of chaos and fear. Every day was battlegroun...
