We lived in a bus…!

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This is one of very few complete family photos that shows Joan Aiken, husband Ron Brown, son and daughter, John and Elizabeth, and cat – in this case Taffy – all together in 1952, and necessarily rather cosy too – as we were living in a bus!  Housing was hard to find after World War II for impecunious young couples, so Joan came up with this idea, and managed to sell the story to Housewife magazine, who sent a photographer and thereby preserved these pictures for posterity!Bus text1

Having a garden was just as important as a roof over their heads, as food was still rationed, so Joan spent a good deal of time growing vegetables, and writing, while Ron still travelled up to ‘Town’ by train, working for the Reuters New Agency.Bus collageEven in this tiny space, Joan’s creativity found full expression; endlessly inventive, she used her painting, sewing and practical  skills of every kind to make this little home entirely her own; many of her hand painted furnishings lasted for decades.

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The bus was immortalised in many of Joan’s stories in later years, not least in “A Necklace of Raindrops” where even the cat turns out to have magical properties when he sits on the mat.  Meanwhile she put it into a Christmas card for her mother and step-father, with a thank-you poem for a delivery of warm winter wear, made by her equally practical mother:

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Joan was also working on a collection of  magical short stories which would form her first collection, to be published in 1953, and  rather suitably entitled:

“All You’ve Ever Wanted”

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Read more about Joan’s early life and first book on the

Picture Timeline on the Website

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6 thoughts on “We lived in a bus…!

  1. How fascinating! No wonder many of the stories in A Necklace of Raindrops featured a bus! And almost always a vey colorful one. I especially remember the one about the artistic little girl living on a bus with her grandmother and how the bus flew away at the end. A Necklace of Raindrops was my favourite book as a child and when my son was little I read it to him many times. How old was your mother in these photos? She looks to be her in early twenties.

  2. Hello Laurie! Yes she was about twenty eight, and sadly her husband, my father was to die only a couple of years later, leaving her to make a living for us all from her writing.

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  3. Such a lovely post, Lizza, it must for you be very nostalgic and for us so very romantic (though of course tinged by sadness when your father died). Just one thing puzzles me: apart from the visiting sparrows, the list — of Taffy the Cat, and Joan, and Ron, and Small John — seems to be deficient in one Elizabeth!

  4. The poem was written the Christmas before I was born, and in fact I’m celebrating a day early here for actual birthday tomorrow – but that short bald-ish person in the little chair at the top is me! Yes they are all gone now, very sad, so all the nicer to have the pictures.

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