BY PAUL ROUTLEDGE
Sixty years ago today, the Daily Mirror began a campaign against child poverty and cruelty. How the nation has changed since then – and how much it has stayed the same!
In 1960, the UK was still recovering from rationing and austerity in the wake of the Second World War.
The NHS was just a dream coming true and the welfare state was in its infancy. There was work but wages and living standards were low.
My mother used to say if she had threepence in her purse at the end of the week, she was happy. People had a mortal dread of debt and fought shy of buying anything on the “never-never”.
I was growing up in a mining town nine miles south of Leeds. But I wouldn’t swap my childhood for today’s stressed-out adolescence. We weren’t “deprived” because there was nothing to be deprived of.
Everything was still “on the ration”: food, clothes, furniture. Nobody in our street had a telephone, or a car. You used the public phone box in Market Square and took the bus. Only one house, the Wilsons, had a TV, and that was black and white. They once let me watch the cup final.
You shopped at the Co-op, and I still remember my mam’s shopping list: sugar, butter, marg, lard, cheese.
Because nobody had very much, there was precious little to be envious about. There were no foodbanks and rough sleeping was unheard of.
Life was simpler. Us kids played games like “kick out can” with an old tin out on the street till late evening and obesity was rare. We might have been scruffs but we were healthy scruffs. We didn’t sit in dark bedrooms playing violent computer games or posting indecent images.
If I wanted to read a book – and how I did! – the library by Haw Hill Park was open every weekday, well into the evening, with trained staff, not volunteers. The world of knowledge was free.
Your dad was down the pit or on the railway. Your mother – these were the days of two-parent families – worked in a shop or clothing factory, or stayed at home. Councils were building houses for rent as fast as the bricks could be delivered. The waiting list wasn’t bottomless, like today.
All that has changed, and rarely for the better. Babies may not get tuberculosis like I did but youngsters today are battered with images of plenty their parents simply can’t deliver: smartphones, computer games and the latest trainers costing a small fortune. Things they don’t really need but feel they should have as slick marketing tells them so.
Arguably, poverty is worse now, more difficult to bear because kids are more aware of their deprivation. “It’s not envy, it’s longing” explains Nathanya Laurent, development manager at Leeds South-East Food Bank. “Children feel isolated because they see wealth only a few minutes away.
“They see high-rise glass buildings and they feel they are not welcome. They don’t come into the city because they feel is isn’t for them. And poverty is far harder now. Children are under pressure from their peers to have the latest something and parents have to make difficult choices as to what they can provide.”
This is why the Daily Mirror’s Give Me Five campaign – calling for an immediate boost to child benefit – is so important. Just a £5-a-week increase would see families gain £340 a year on average and lift around 200,000 children out of poverty.
Backed by the End Child Poverty Coalition, charities, politicians and unions, we also want the Government to restore child tax credits, scrap the two-child limit and axe the benefit cap.
From where they live, the children of the poor can see the wealth of booming Leeds: a tantalising glimpse of luxury flats and gleaming office towers
How we first tackled blight marching across the skyline. But it’s not for them. They live in a “two nations” city, the finance capital of the North that belongs to somebody else.
They might as well be in the Third World. In fact, too many of them are.
The palace of opulence, the Harvey Nichols store, sits almost cheek by jowl with foodbanks.
The statistics are revealing. Poverty is estimated to affect 173,000 people and 20% are children – almost 34,000.
And two-thirds of them live in a household where at least one parent is in work.
They are concentrated in inner-city neighbourhoods, where Leeds was once the ready-made clothing capital of Britain and manufacturer of engineering goods for export to the world. To its shame – or credit, depending on your point of view – the city is now home to 29 foodbanks. Of those seeking help and on Universal Credit, 41% were awaiting their first payment, 43% were having deductions and 34% were in rent arrears.
One in four is no better off under UC and demand has gone beyond food to toiletries, sanitary products and school uniforms.
Project manager Wendy Doyle goes into schools to educate children about managing money. “In one primary, I asked them, if they had £100 to spend, what would they spend it on. They said the first priority is the mobile phone bill. If they could only pay one bill? They said – the phone.”
No wonder young people are confused and succumb to mental illness. When that happens, help is virtually unobtainable. “Getting access