"CATWASH" – VINEGAR, EGG-YOLK and other things
We take many things for granted today, such as having access to a bathroom and a toilet is one thing we take for granted
In today’s world we
feel that unless we shower every day, we are unhygienic, and we take it for
granted “that we have a bathroom” with all different kinds of soaps, shampoos etc.
Today that might seem
strange to most people, but when I lived in Denmark – until I got married – my
parents never had the luxury of having a bathroom.
OUR TOILET NEEDS
– when I was a child
When I was little, we
lived on Munkebjergvej 53, Taarnby in a nice house, but there was no bathroom.
Munkebjergvej 53, Taarnby, Copenhagen, Denmark
There was an “inside locum”
which was in a room attached to the house with cement floor and two small
rooms. One for the “locum” and the other room was “our pig” which was raised to
be slaughtered.
The “locum” was hole in the ground with a pail and a seat. My Dad had to empty the pail every day into the
garden.
HOW DID WE KEEP
OURSELVES CLEAN?
Our daily cleaning was
“Catwash” – in Danish “kattevask or klatvask” which was cleaning of face and
below. It was done in the kitchen with a
small pan.
Once a week we had our
hair got washed – “bending over the head into the small pan” in water with vinegar
and rinsed with an egg yolk.
THE BIG BATH
My sister Birgit, to the left, me - the weird looking one and three of my friends. Having a bath.
We could only get a
BIG BATH in the summertime, because it had to be done outside in a huge wooden
tub. My Dad would heat
water enough on the wooden stove to fill the tub.
We took turns to take
the bath – in the same water.
I guess they did the
same in the United States – where the baby was the last one to get the bath and
from where the saying is “Don’t throw out the baby with bathwater”, assuming by
then the water was so dull looking that you might forget there was a baby in
it.
GOING TO PUBLIC “BATH
PLACES ON VESTERBRO, COPENHAGEN.
My mom, sister Birgit and I moved into
Vesterbro 1947 - when my parents divorced. It was two-room apartment with a hallway and a kitchen. No toilet nor bathroom
So, once a week we
went to a “public bath place” where you could get a shower and go in the sauna.
They would give you “træuld”
– which was a small ball of flaked wood - to wash
yourself with. It was tough on the skin,
so our bodies would turn red from the harshness of the “træuld".
In the apartment on
Kongshøjgade there was no access to neither shower nor even our own toilet.
We had to go out of
the apartment – from the backdoor - for the toilet. There was only one toilet on each floor which
was a “shared toilet” with the neighbor next door.
But we still felt we
were lucky, since there were many huge apartment buildings in Copenhagen that only had “one”
shared toilet outside in a room outside in the back. So if you lived on the fourth or fifth floor
you had to walk down all the stairs and go “outside” to go to bathroom. My ex.
Bent Lindhardt lived in a such an apartment on Østerbro – when he was a child.
MY FIRST REAL BATHROOM
It was not before when
I got married – 1957 in Copenhagen, Denmark – my ex and I moved into an
apartment in Husum “where there was a bathroom with a “sit-down” bathtub and shower.
We were both so excited.
Personally, I felt I had moved in to “heaven”. I had never had that “luxury”
before of sitting and soaking in a bathtub.
BATHTUB WAS ALSO USED FOR HANDWASHING
OF CLOTHES.
We also used it for
rinsing clothes that we had to wash by hand every day, since we only had access
to “the common washing room in the basement” once a month where we could wash our
clothes and linen etc. there was also huge rollers for ironing and we ironed
everything, incl diapers.
But the daily washing
of cloth diapers had to be done cooking them in a huge pot on the stove and
then we rinsed them in our bathtub and hang them up to dry over the tub. No
such luxury of disposable diapers.
But again, we still
felt it was an improvement over “our childhood experience on Vesterbro of washing clothes” where we had to walk four-five floors down to the basement.
It was a whole day affair where we had to heat water
in a huge pot to get our clothes clean. After they were cooked and washed on a
washboard, we had to carry all the clothes up to “the loft” which was five floors up - above the
apartment – to hang the clothes to dry.
Nevertheless, there
are still many places in the world where they do not have the luxury of having
access to daily showers and clean toilets with toilet paper etc.
Vibeke Lindhardt
Vibekesonja.blotspot.com