Why Being a Victorian Chimney Sweep Was a Death Sentence
Get early episodes & bonus perks on Patreon: https://patreon.com/DrowsyHistorianMost histories won’t dwell here. But this is the story of soot-slicked brickwork, twisted flues, and the boys who were sent in after them. You were small, so you were useful. You were quiet, so you were forgotten. This immersive, second-person narrative puts you inside the life of a Victorian climbing boy — from the cellar where you slept to the shaft where you might die.This episode explores what it meant to be treated as a tool instead of a child — a life measured in inches and soot. It’s dark, slow, and true.🛏️ Drowsy Historian’s Favorite Sleep ToolsLooking to upgrade your nighttime routine? These are a few things I personally use or recommend:• Sleep Earbuds for Enhanced Immersion → https://amzn.to/4pVFoJy• Blanket Soft Enough to Make the Plague Feel Tolerable → https://amzn.to/3GSOq8f• Weighted Blanket for Pretending You’re a Mummified Pharaoh → https://amzn.to/4kVJCgE• Sleep Mask Headphones For Total Historical Escape → https://amzn.to/4nWsNVn• Book Light for Reading About Plagues at 2AM → https://amzn.to/4eSg0iu• White Noise Machine for Blocking Out the 21st Century → https://amzn.to/3GJ9jTwThese are affiliate links. I may earn a small commission if you purchase through them—at no extra cost to you. Thanks for supporting the show while staying cozy.#VictorianHistory #ChildLabor #SleepStory #HistoricalNarrative #DarkHistory #DrowsyHistorian