Get a big house and share it
(This is the personal story of how I got into communal living – and what happened when I did. ) I Continue reading Get a big house and share it
Category Archives: Communal Living
Not dirty hippie squatters at all
At the short-life licensed squat on Camden Park Road we somehow seemed to collect people… We clearly needed a bigger house. Continue reading Not dirty hippie squatters at all
I had meant to do a tour of communes
I spent the summer after leaving the Hampstead Lane squat in London earning enough money working in a bakery to buy a motorbike Continue reading I had meant to do a tour of communes
Mill owners out on a stroll
A year or so before I joined People in Common had bought a derelict cornmill with a three and half acre field on the banks of the River Calder some five miles from the houses in Burnley. Continue reading Mill owners out on a stroll
“No toilet and what if I got pregnant ?”
So we set up Altham Workers Co-op and set off on something of an adventure in running our own business. There was definitely an element of making it up as we went along. Continue reading “No toilet and what if I got pregnant ?”
Singing for our lives
At PIC when I arrived the only music that was going on was that Barbara was learning to play Scott Joplin’s The Entertainer on an old upright piano she had jammed into her to tiny downstairs front room bedroom Continue reading Singing for our lives
So how did we decide that
If you had asked me in the past what our decision making process was at People in Common I would have said we used consensus, or more correctly I would now say we used the unanimity form of consensus process that was prevelant at the time. Continue reading So how did we decide that
Searching for ABC
People In Common was nothing if not ambitious from it’s start in the mid-seventies.In it’s very first leaflet there was the suggestion of maybe finding a derelict village somewhere Continue reading Searching for ABC
Xmas is coming…
I guess we were trying to make a political point. Something along the lines of ‘this festival really has no meaning for us and we’re only going along with it because everyone else is’. Continue reading Xmas is coming…
All That Way for This
We had always known (Worried?) that when we finally moved to the Mill the nature of the group would change. Maybe subtley, maybe in fundamental ways… Continue reading All That Way for This