I enclose a photograph (right) which
looks back to the year, 1939, when a
few of us local youngsters attended
Sunday School at Ealing Road, Baptist
Church. In the picture are Jack Williams,
Eric Clayton, George Pettifer and Peter
Butler (myself) and we are stood against
the flank wall of Ealing Road Baptist
Church, seen above in a picture taken
last year.
It was in those days, a pleasant way to spend ones spare time,
for all who attended were well behaved and the teachers were good,
especially the head of the church, Mr Long.
The annual coach trip to the South coach for the day, to either
Bognor or Littlehampton, was something to which we all looked forward,
in spite of costing our parents each year, two shillings and sixpence
plus sandwiches. When War time started, the venue was changed to
Chessington Zoo, for the stretch of the coast that we used to visit,
was banned to the public. Although we gained knowledge, learning about
the Bible, the subject was more for adults, than for us youngsters but
1 did enjoy the singing of many hymns, and one still hears the same
tune and words today at church services and weddings.
"by Peter Butler, ex-Bedfond. Road, Brentford."
I, Peter Rutt, also went to Ealing Road Baptist Church and was asked to go to St Lawrence and became a Choir Boy, then a Head Chorister and I once represented St Lawrence at St Paul's Cathedral when a choir boy from each church in London, sang together during the war. I was at St. Lawrence for ten years.
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My Memories of Ealing Road
I knew nearly all the people in Ealing Road, mainly because
I went to school with their children or my mother knew them
or just I grew up with them. I'm only going to talk about some
of the residents that I remember most. I remember the farrier
at the High Street end, I spent many happy hours in the forge
and either watch or help him with the horses. I use to love the
smell of burning hoofs and the fire, which while he was making
the shoe, I used to pump up his forge fire to keep the coal
burning fiercely. Many times my dad used to come down and tell
me to come home. At (27) Mitchell's Stores I used to go in and
get my mum's shopping and while I was waiting, I use to take a
few coconut chippings, which in them days were in sacks. On a
certain day, I went in as usual and got a few coconut chips, I
proceeded to eat them, and gosh, they tasted just like soap,
which they were, because Mr Mitchell's son John had swapped
the coconut chips with soap flakes, John had a good laugh and
said that will teach you my lad. In future I always checked
and asked, if I could have some Coconut chips, which they
always gave me. I enjoyed myself there. At (65) Walter Mansel,
(he was over 6ft tall and thin) was a foreman down at the
Goat Wharf, I used to talk to him because when I was with
my uncles George and Jack, he use to tell them what to do
and he spoke often to me, I thought he and his family were
very nice. At (85) was a greengrocer called Emily, she lived
in Lionel Road. At (87) was Alf Pronto, the Italian sweetshop,
during the War he used to collect old used torch batteries,
loads of them and put them in his gas oven for a few hours
and resell them as nearly new, as we were pleased to get them,
all the lights went out at soon as it got dark, it was called
the Blackout and you would use your torch to see in the dark,
everybody used them, of course us kids used to flash them all
over the place. If there were Air Raid Wardens about, they
would shout at us to put our torches out, they said in case,
when the bombers were overhead they would think they were signals
from their agents, directing them to their targets in London.
Lenny Alf's son was killed in the Sicily Landings, Lenny was in
the Paratroopers and was being towed in this Glider by an American
aircraft, when it was attack by German planes, the American
released the Glider and went off, the glider smashed on landing
and Lenny was one of the causalties. When I was about 8, I used
to go and get an ounce of snuff, from Alf's shop, for my old
great aunt Eliza (aged 80 and was my mum's auntie), who was being
looked after by my mum, my aunt used to give me a farthing (It had
a little Robin on the back of the coin) for going and I used to
buy either 1 oz of Chocolate Mels (toffee) or Chocolate Raisins
or Chocolate Nuts, depending on how I felt at that moment. What
a choice ? At (93) I remember the Pearce family, he was a nice
bloke and had a daughter Raphael, very pretty. At (99) we used
to get our fresh Fish from here, during the War, we ate a lot of
fish (if we could get it) At (129) I used to climb up the back
of his very tall fence and watch the Brentford Football matches.
In the Vale Cottages at No:-1, was a mate of mine, Jimmy Hunt, we
went to Ealing Road School. Peter Butler has just made contact with
Jimmy (he's now living at Bedfont, Hounslow) and we met outside
Goddards, half-acre. We haven't been together since about 1943.
For more information see Peter Butlers Page - click here
The infants class of 1953, Christmas party -- 65 bus travelling towards the High Street
Xmas party photo supplied by Janis Biddle --- 65 Bus photo supplied by Margaret Guiney
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