Tagged: utility mark

Nov 04

Temporary spool

I’m throwing myself into World War II re-enactment mode. My son will be dressing up as an evacuee tomorrow with the rest of Year 6 at his primary school. I’ve booked him in at the barber’s for a short-back-and-sides this afternoon. There’ll be a brown label round his neck – held on with green garden twine – and he’ll be wearing some old wire spectacles, a hand-knit sweater (shame it’s not a fair-isle tank-top), short trousers (which he hates) and he’ll be grasping an old leather suitcase and his teddy for dear life.  I’m supposed to dress up appropriately in order to wave him off, chipper and bright, with not a tear shed. Keep the home fires burning…

I have quite a few war items of haberdashery which I hope to show the kids, but I thought I’d give you a sneak preview.

Make do And Mend

Make Do And Mend, reproductions of official WWII instruction leaflets, Michael O'Mara Books, 2007

Nothing flashy or majorly propagandist. No images of Hitler or reminders to keep your trap shut while you’re darning. But some good, honest examples of the austerity environment, and how ingenious manufacturers managed to reduce packaging while not skimping on the quality or quantity of the product itself.

Temporary war spool

Coats' temporary war spool with its regular demob cousin

For example, the two Coats thread spools above carry the same amount of thread. I don’t know about you, but I am really tickled by the idea of a “temporary spool”; it holds the same surreal place in my affections as “vanishing day cream” or “universal primer”.

Wartime Sylko thread

Regular Sylko thread and austerity version

While Coats’ spools got taller and thinner – much like the average land girl, I would guess – Sylko’s spools got squatter. The boxes shrank, but still held 12 spools of 100 yards of thread, thanks to the clever folk at Dewhurst’s. Here I must add the disclaimer that I’m not entirely sure which war the smaller Sylko box was made during, so it might be even older. If anyone knows, do get in touch. There’s a picture of the wartime lettering on the side of the box here.

British Snap

Snap to fit, austerity style

The British Snap people had a geometrical field day, arranging their haberdashery into lines instead of triangles. If only today’s packagers would take note.

Little Scraplet will be carrying this authentic World War II blanket in his case.

War Emergency Temporary Spool

Grace's utility blanket

It belonged to my mother-in-law and has been in constant use since she had it as a girl. It still sports its wartime utility label, her girlhood name tag (in lovely red deco lettering) and evidence of mending. But I’ll come back to wartime mending another time. There are some more pictures of this blanket, not to mention more of my haberdashery, on Flickr. I’ll also come back to the great little Make Do And Mend book at a later date.

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May 24

Mangled

It’s Monday, and I have been doing laundry: some sheets that I got in a job lot with those aforementioned eiderdowns. I thought they were beyond redemption initially – generally very grubby, stained and yellowed – but on closer inspection I found that they’re actually a nice quality dense linen. They’re hanging on the line drying now, and I’ve just spotted a wartime utility mark on one so have some idea of its age (made some time between 1941 and 1952). The stains haven’t all lifted, and they’re still quite yellow, but I don’t mind. They’ll find a use.

One thing that interested me is the way they were folded and pressed – right down the centre, twice. It’s as though they’d been fed through a mangle.

Which reminded me that this disintegrating Ewbank mangle is currently an ornament in my garden.

Ewbank mangle

A mangled mangle

I’m so glad that I wasn’t washing those sheets when they were new as I’d probably have been using the Ewbank or one of its wringer-mangle cousins. I can only imagine the blood, sweat and tears of the average wash-day in those days.

Serious cogs

Back in the Victorian era, sheets and flat-linen could be sent out to a “mangle woman”  for smoothing: a method of ironing, in this case, not squeezing water out (there were dedicated mangles for each function).  A mangle woman worked from home. She was often a widow as it was commonplace for well-wishers to buy a widow a mangle to set her up financially after her husband’s death. She’d work for pennies. Such pathos! It’s enough to wring a tear from your eye.

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