Pretty creaky artifact from Ealing which nonetheless provided an interesting portrait of an idealized East End neighborhood right after the war. This made London seem more like a series of small villages than a major metropolitan city. Everybody knew everyone else, their quirks, faults, problems. It was all very charming even though the film didn't shy away from the negative facets of these peoples' lives.
I found Ms Withers' character to be a repulsive harridan and I couldn't understand why no one called her on her behavior. This alone kept me from caring about the plot and its resolution. But as a window into a world presumably long gone the film was worth two hours of my time.