Anwyn Moyle was born at the end of the First World War in a small mining village in Wales. At the age of sixteen, she was sent to London to earn her living, where she found a live-in job as a scullery maid. Her day began at 5 a.m., cleaning grates and lighting fires, then she would scrub floors and polish the house - all for two shillings a week, one of which she had to send home to her mother. Things improved when she secured the position of lady's maid in a house in Belgravia, on five shillings a week. Anwyn was required to be a hairdresser, beautician, confidante and secretary. Reporting directly to the lady of the house, she was expected to cover up her mistress's affairs. Her time as a lady's maid was over when she was caught with a young aristocrat in her room and banished from the house, but Anwyn found further employment in a variety of houses, working above and below stairs. However, she found her niche in the jolly working-class atmosphere of the capital city's pubs. London between the wars and during the Blitz is richly evoked and, despite all her hardships, Anwyn never asks for the readers' sympathy. Her story is full of gregariousness and eccentricity, as well as being a poignant account of the history of a woman with an indomitable spirit and love of life.
Publication date: 31/07/2014
Publisher: Simon & Schuster Ltd
|Publication date:||31st July 2014|
|Publisher:||Simon & Schuster Ltd|
|Genres:||Biography / Autobiography, eBook Favourites,|
|Categories:||Autobiography: general, Social & cultural history, 20th century history: c 1900 to c 2000,|
Anwyn Moyle was born into poverty in 1918 in a Welsh mining village. In order to make a better life for herself she came to London at the age of 16 and worked as a 'skivvy' in a grand house and then as a lady's maid. She had a tempestuous love life and marriage, giving birth during the Blitz. She saw London change out of all recognition during her lifetime. Anwyn kept a diary all her life, chronicling her changing fortunes. She died in 2013.More About Anwyn Moyle