A Happy Christmas to you all. If you haven’t already seen them, there are some memories of Christmas in Charnwood Street at at https://cib2.wordpress.com/2014/12/13/christmas-shopping-in-charny/ and https://cib2.wordpress.com/2012/12/24/christmas-in-charny/. I hope you enjoy them!
Bonfire night used to be something of an occasion in the Charnwood Street area. Both ends of Occupation Road – better known as Occy Day – were popular places for bonfires. It was away from traffic, though too narrow for fires to be safe further inside; but ‘nearly every street had a bonfire’, Jean Smith (nee Raynor) recalled:
and every year we had one in Shenton Street. One of my friends, her Mam had their house painted just before Bonfire Night. Well, she nearly went mad when she came home from work to find the bonfire had been set up outside her house. The fires were so hot it blistered the paint. Also we used to go round to Flint Street to pinch the stuff off their bonfire! So someone would have to guard the bonfire until the adults came out at evening time when the fire was lit. Those who had fireworks would let them off so all of us could see. It was exciting!
A lot depended on the weather. Today hasn’t got off to a good start for bonfires tonight, but it’s nothing like as bad as the storm that raged just the other side of Humberstone Road in June 1880. According to the Leicester Daily Post (23 June 1880):
‘Severe thunderstorms occurred on the previous day between 4-5 pm. Rain poured in torrents for upwards of an hour… [with] very frequent and loud claps of thunder, shaking the buildings in the town’, along with sheet and fork lightning. St. Matthew’s church was struck by lightning at each end. The cross on the gable roof was damaged and a hole made in the roof over the Communion table around eighteen inches wide. Part of the church was set on fire. ‘One of the firemen was fetched and commenced operations, followed by Mr Supt. Johnson and some firemen with their fire escape; and the flames were quickly extinguished before the church had sustained much damage’.
Several other buildings were struck including the chimney of a house in Birstall Street, filling the house with smoke and debris and causing ‘great danger and alarm’ – but no one was injured. The Albert Hotel on Humberstone Road was also struck, ‘the electric fluid [an old way of describing lightning] entering the top of the chimney and bursting into the upper rooms’, but without causing serious damage.
Enjoy the fireworks!
- The photograph of Occupation Road is reproduced from Vanished Leicester, University of Leicester Special Collections, under the Creative Commons licence http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-nc-nd/2.0/uk/.
You might be interested in two photos of Charnwood Street shops that have just been posted to the Memories of Leicester Facebook page at https://www.facebook.com/Leicestermemories/ – including Joblin’s sweet shop.
Here are some more of Mr Rowland Lord’s memories of Newby Street before the Second World War, including the house where he lived. There was one toilet between four houses, at the side of a chicken house: quite a ‘nerve-trying experience’, as he recalls, for an eight or nine year old in the dark in the winter. Newspaper squares hanging on string and a candle under a plant pot in the corner on the floor, ‘to help keep the frost at bay’, may bring back memories for some other people…
He also took part in activities at Newby Street Nonconformist Church, a Congregationalist church with its entrance on Humberstone Road and church rooms with a stage and balcony on Newby Street itself. These included drill competitions in the hall with the 9th Leicester Boys’ Brigade, and the anniversary days with 50 or 60 children singing on the stage, wearing new Sunday clothes for the occasion.
One woman who lived on Uppingham Road also remembered the Sunday School anniversaries at Newby Street as:
a very big feature which always took place in the Chapel in May. We always had new dresses and hats. I well remember one outfit I had for the occasion. It was a lilac dress, and I had a leghorn straw hat trimmed with sprays of lilac… After morning service, where we had sung… the rain pelted down… On arrival home, what a sad spectacle I looked! My lovely lilac silk dress was soaked, and the lilac flowers had weighted down the brim of the leghorn hat, which was now ruined with dye. My poor mother was aghast…*
She also recalled bazaars in December that lasted for three days and drew people from ‘near and far’ – with sideshows, and refreshments provided by the ladies of the church, after an official opening by ‘a notable Leicester person, with a view of donating a big cheque’.
The church started life nearby in a ‘small and inconvenient room’ in 1872, but soon outgrew this. In 1876 it became necessary to find ‘a permanent and more commodious home’, and after strenuous efforts by the Building Fund, the Memorial Stones of a new ‘substantial edifice’, capable of seating 750 people, were laid in July 1887 (Leicester Mercury, 26 October 2005).
The roof was damaged and became unsafe during the bombing of Frank Street in 1940, and it was later demolished and replaced by a new church at the bottom of Mere Road.
Thank you again to Mr Lord for sharing his memories.
*Jessie Carr, An Old Lady Remembers (Anderson Publications, 1986), p29
Newby Street ran from Humberstone Road to Charnwood Street. Here’s a list of occupants from a 1928 street directory, along with some of Mr Rowland Lord’s memories of the street from around the same time.
Harding and Son, carters (1) – Mr and Mrs Harding were seen as quite ‘posh’ by local standards. They had a carrier business and also owned properties elsewhere. Their son was the ‘rent man’ for these.
James William Hill, tailor (3) – had a workshop at the back of the house and employed several people on hand-made suits.
Richard Drewery, coal dealer (13) – Mr Lord remembers stables at the back of numbers 13 – 17, where the ‘horse muck’ was collected for manure. The stables were later taken over by Ernest Gilbert for his sign-writing business. The Gilberts are also remembered a ‘good workers’ for the Nonconformist church, on the corner of Humberstone Road. This housed an ARP post in the Sunday School during the Second World War.
William Goodman, shoe repairer (19) – Bill and Ivy Warwick moved in later. Bill was a butcher who worked for several businesses in Charnwood Street over time, and Ivy worked at Bagnall’s, the drapers at 214 – 218 Charnwood Street.
Harry Cleaver, motor car garage (27) – one of several covered garages. There was also a hardware business in one of the larger garages. Mr Lord recalls that Bill Sykes had a workshop in the largest garage, and the local boys would ‘wander in and help him out’ – by stoking up his fire in winter, for example.
Charles Frederick Jones, wood machinist (45) – later occupied by the Saddington family. Mr Saddington was a Committee member at the North Evington Working Men’s Club on Green Lane Road, which put on a ‘treat’ for the children once a year: ‘a show, pop and eats, fancy hats. It used to be a great day out’.
Sidney Harry Perkins, beer retailer (55) – a corner shop that sold groceries as well as beer. Children could earn a penny per bottle by taking back the ’empties’.
On the other side of the road, going back towards Humberstone Road:
Mrs Gladys Walpole, draper (46) – Mrs Walpole’s daughter Iris later had her own clothes shop in Charnwood Street itself.
Addison and Chetwyn, children’s boot manufacturers (4a) – they had a factory at the back of the houses, with two floors and an entrance with two large half-doors. Mr Lord used to work for them after school, taking shoes on a barrow to a factory in St Saviour’s Road to be finished, and picking them up the following day. He earned 2s 6d for this – keeping 6d for himself and passing the rest on to his mother.
William Bowers, confectioner (4) – a corner shop selling groceries as well as sweets.
Mr Lord also remembers that Newby Street was cobbled, and used as part of the LMS Railway horse and cart route to factories in the Evington area. He and other boys used to hang onto the back of the wagons or sit on the back axle. ‘Get off, young Lord’, one of the drivers who knew his father would shout, and ‘I knew about it when he got home at night’.
Many thanks to Mr Lord for his memories. There are more to follow…
Tricia Todd wrote to me again recently after a chance encounter in the shop near Looe in Cornwall where she works. ‘Of course, we see a number of holidaymakers’, she says:
and I can pick out a Leicestershire accent. Chatting about the football, I mentioned I was a Tigers fan. Well, the next thing, we’re chatting about where we were born, and I mentioned that I lived on Charnwood Street. The gentleman smiled broadly and said his parents ran the chemist shop on the street. Did I remember ‘Hill’s?
Certainly I did! My parents bought my sister and me a Brownie 127 camera and case for a Christmas present one year, with a black and white film in the camera. I can’t remember how much it cost to get the films developed, but we were very careful with the shots we took, no instant photos like today! The shop was very dark (to my eyes anyway), but had the most beautiful walnut counters and big blue and green pharmacy bottles along the shelves with strange Latin names written on them in gold lettering.
With Mum running our shop in Farnham Street, and Dad working for Folwell’s, the pork butchers, I went to Nursery school when I was about three and a half years old. A Mrs Haynes was in charge with a couple of nursery nurses. At break time there was a bottle of milk and also fingers of bread that had been dried in an oven, not a rusk, more like a Melba toast. There were no fridges to store the milk, so fine in the winter but not so pleasant in the summer – I still don’t like warm milk. As we couldn’t read we all had a bag, coat hook with a symbol on – mine was an umbrella – and in the afternoon we had to have a nap on the floor with a rug that had your symbol on.
There were toys outside. I think there was a metal horse like a rocking horse, a see-saw, and a paddling pool and sand pit, or am I wishing that? We had a very hot summer, and I am a red head and burn very easily, so Mrs Haynes went to the Co-Op on Melbourne Road and bought some Nivea cream and smothered me in it so I wouldn’t burn. You wouldn’t be allowed to do that today!
There was a library on the corner of Garendon Street. I would have been about four and loved books, and Dad took me up there. As we got to the steps he bent down and said ‘if they ask you how old you are, say you’re five. I put my arms on the counter and rested there, and of course she asked how old I was. ‘Five’, I said very firmly. ‘Yes I can see that’, she said, looking at my Dad and knowing full well I wasn’t – but I could have one book and if it was returned in good order she would let me have more. Needless to say I got more books.
Does anybody remember the concert at the De Montfort Hall, when schools from all over the city took part, about 1965/6? There were about 12 children selected from each school. A group of us were called into the hall and ask to sing ‘God save the Queen’, I think, a little worrying at the time as we didn’t know what it was all about. I think it was Miss Armstrong who played the piano, and as we were selected we were told what we would be doing. We had rehearsals with her, and then she had a car accident and we had to go to Melbourne Road school for practice with their part of the choir. We had to walk up there on our own as a teacher couldn’t be spared. I think something was said along the lines of ‘do not misbehave, we will know’ and I think we did behave.
We got together with all the other schools and met the conductor who had already chosen his soloists. The piece I remember most is ‘The Daniel Jazz’, about Daniel in the lions’ den – I can still sing it! The stage felt enormous and with the lights was daunting, but I managed to find Mum in the audience and sang to her. After that, whenever we went to the hall I would casually nod towards the stage and say ‘I’ve sung on there’, and yes, the family got sick and tired of me saying so!
Many thanks Tricia! You can read some of Tricia’s other memories of Charnwood Street at https://cib2.wordpress.com/2016/01/05/school-hymn-books-and-other-memories-of-charny/; and Michael Smith’s memories of Hill’s during World War 2 at https://cib2.wordpress.com/2013/07/15/more-about-charny-at-war/.
On the ‘Mr Leicester’ page of the Leicester Mercury on Wednesday 11 May 2016 there was a photo of a junior class at Charnwood Street School from around 1960, sent in by Nick Barston. Among the children whose name he recalls are his best friend Roger Merrell, Christopher Cross and Beverley and Barbara Gilbert, along with teachers Miss Twist in the infants, and Miss Armstrong, Miss Leadbetter, Mrs O’Connor, Mr Fletcher and Mr Dunsmore in the juniors.
He also remembers having to lie down on a rough mat in the infants for an afternoon nap, and getting changed in a ‘smelly hut’ for games on Martin Street playing field – as the school didn’t have one of its own.
Maybe Nick’s memories will bring back more for people who went to the school around that time.