Workhouse: The People, the Places, the Life Behind Doors

THE WORKHOUSE by Simon Fowler In the nineteenth century, if you were poor, had given birth to an illegitimate child, or were unable to take care of yourself, you could be placed in a workhouse or voluntarily go there. It was not a pleasant place to be. Corruption ran rampant among the wardens and people in charge of the inmates. They would siphon off funds and even food or clothing meant for the most destitute of the population and sell off the products so that they would be able to live a gluttonous life or in order to leave tidy sums to leave to their heirs when they passed on. The inmates toiled for ten hours a day for a few crumbs and no creature comforts. They were abused, beaten, molested, and otherwise humiliated. It is good to read about the horrors of these poor people's experiences, so that these are remembered and never allowed to occur again. Thank you to #netgalley for the complimentary copy of #theworkhouse I was under no obligation to post a review.