Describing herself and seeking confirmation from her teenage daughters about what kind of woman she is, Sharon sits with me on the sofa in the living room of her small three-bedroom council flat, where we are drinking tea and chatting about what it means to be a Bermondsey person. By this stage, having already done a year’s research and being a Bermondsey resident myself, I know that residency isn’t a sufficient criterion for belonging. I notice, however, that Sharon purposefully defines herself in contrast to everything that she imagines Bermondsey people to be and I am aware that her self-description opposes both me, as what she calls a posh woman,1 and the kind of woman her mother was proud to be, which is Bermondsey, born and bred.
KeywordsCommon People Teenage Daughter Scarlet Fever Council Housing School Playground
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