From The Sweep

The Sweep

Time is pressing and me old nerves is gettin' taught.......

I've been learning me letters and reading' about me past. Twas and tis a dark ol' world up there, all black n' sooty!

But me and the lad don't wannit to be that way. We're wan'ing to show 'ow it could of been, 'ow it should of been, 'ow it is!

I'm finding' meself ge'ing sucked up the chimney so to speak. Being plunged into the world of the sweeps. We're needing to find our own chimney to call 'ome. Ideas are soon to be tested without much room for errors or play, so we must keep thinkin' that what we do is right today!

I'll be a tryin' to write more to let ye know what we're at. I ain't so good with me letters, but the missus is making sure me boy is learning them good! He'll be writin' too, so keep checking this place out!

From Sooty, the Lad

Hello, I am The Apprentice!

I am ten years old. I have been performing since I was four. I am making a new show with my dad called The Chimney Sweeps and it will be very exciting because I have not made a brand new show before and I can't wait to perform in it. We are also learning a lot of things about the Victorian era. For example, did you know that boy chimney sweeps rubbed salt into their elbows and knees, to toughen the skin? The life of a climbing boy (a chimney sweep boy) was very very hard. They worked in very hard conditions for very little pay and sometimes they would even die while working because they would get stuck up the chimney.


The chimney sweeps had their own festival in May, and the boys would be singing songs and dancing and collecting money in their hats. We want this show to be happy like that festival.


The Apprentice