Barrows, wonky toilets and a flying brother.

This photograph is of my brother, Trevor, from mid 1960s.  It was taken in the 'garden' of our house in Station St, Loughborough in Leicestershire.  The photo was taken to capture my brother in the air, but it also tells another story of our family.  Station St is a terraced street, built at the turn of the 20th century.  At that time all of the houses had household toilets, but after the second world war there was a move to bring them inside.  My father, always the diy man, knocked through from the kitchen, bricked up the door and with additional construction work, we had our inside bathroom and toilet.  Some years later he found our that this conversion did not meet building regulations; toilets should not be accessed directly from the kitchen.  So he built an extension and moved the toilet into it.  The small window shown  is where the original bathroom was, at the time of this photo it also served as my darkroom.  The building on the left is the extension.  Note the brickwork, evidence that my father worked in engineering as a fitter, not in the construction industry.  The barrow, made by my Dad, was used to transport sand, cement and bricks from the building merchants in the goods yard of Charnwood Railway's derelict Derby Road Station at the bottom of the street.