Monday, 14 May 2012

When there were horses on Nell Lane


The picture perfectly captures that time when we were just slipping from a farming community into a suburb of Manchester.  It will be sometime around the turn of the last century and one of those rows of terraced houses for the “middling sort” is in place and behind it will be the smaller houses on the little roads running off Sandy Lane up towards Barlow Moor Road.

But the park has yet to be laid out and the old bridge across the Brook has yet to be replaced.  The horses may be from Hough End Hall which was just beyond the bridge as was Brookfield House, once the home of our doctor in the mid 19th century and now part of Chorlton Park.

There are a number of similar shots in the collection and it may well be that the same photographer on the same day spent part of a few hours recording a scene which would begin to vanish by the 1920s as the road was widened the park constructed and the pond drained.

Picture; from the Lloyd collection

Sunday, 13 May 2012

Bricks for Empire? British Home Children and imperialism


I am looking at the picture of Westward the Course of Empire takes its Way by Emanuel Leutze which was painted in 1861.  It was commissioned by the US Congress the year before and pretty much sums up I think not just American imperialism which in the 19th century was about settling the land west from the continental divide to the Pacific but that historical period in general which left European countries in control of vast areas of the world.

In our picture the centre piece is dominated by one family.  A mother holds a small baby in her arms while her husband points to the open land of the west, and behind and in front of them are a collection of other settlers, some on foot, others on horseback and of course others still  following in the wagon train.  And to underline the hardships to be endured in building the new country are the bloodied bandages on the head of one man and the funeral of another in the far distance.

It is a picture I often used in teaching the story of the West and it gets to the heart of the American myth.  Change the landscape slightly, and people the picture with the uniforms of any one of half a dozen European armies and their settlers and it could pretty much do for the British in India, the Germans in east Africa, and the Dutch and French in south East Asia.

Now before anyone gets all pedantic I am well aware of the differences in time, intent and outcome behind the “imperialist push” of the 19th century, but there remains that simple truth that one powerful nation set out to expand at the expense of societies less equipped to defend themselves, and justified the eventual conquest, annexation, or mandate in terms of superior religion, culture and political systems. 

It is not something that sits comfortably with me, unlike my father’s generation many of whom shared that European notion that they were born to rule the world.  I suppose the difference is simple.  They grew up when vast areas of the world were ruled from London, while I spent my formative years watching as the Union Flag came down and one of a newly independent ex colony took its place..

All of which is a long roundabout way of thinking about the role of Imperialism in the story of British Home Children.  There is no doubt that it was one of the factors that convinced so many well minded people to support the policy of sending thousands of our children to Canada and later Australia.

In a speech in 1904 the Hon Secretary of the Manchester & Salford Boys and Girls Refuges cited the policy as one that not only took children out “of the misery of their former lot” and relived “our own overcrowded centres of population, where the struggle for existence grows fiercer every day” but supplied “our own colony with one of her greatest needs- healthy honest labour.”* 

“The demand for these children is to be met with in all the farming districts and last year the numbers of applications received at our own Marchmont Home at Belleville were 528 for girls and 349 for boys whereas we sent only twenty girls and twenty-five boys.”

Now this was no new policy the Romans had settled their retired soldiers in recently conquered parts of their empire, with the expectation they would marry into local families.

Of course we are not looking at a government directed policy to take British children to Canada, and when the Empire assisted schemes were introduced after the Great War they were meant for adults.  Nor do I think from the research so far that it was the prime motive behind BHC.  That remained the one of “rescuing” children from the streets taking them out of the institutions and in the early years away from neglectful and in some cases dangerous parents.

More I suspect it fitted that mood which just assumed we would send our people to the colonies to work the farms and plantations, administer the infra structure and defend the frontiers.  In the same way that some who argued for greater intervention to prevent poverty, disease and illiteracy were motivated by the knowledge that there was a vast underclass who were just not fit and therefore unable to play their part in making an Empire which was reinforced when during the second South African War in some towns as many as nine out of ten army recruits  were rejected because they were so unfit.

But that is for another story.  In the meantime there is much to research on the impact of imperialism and the BHC and a long way to go to uncover more on a programme which Barnado described as “bricks for empire.”
You can follow the Forward Trust which was once the Manchester & Salford Boys and Girls Refuge at their blog   
http://togethertrustarchive.blogspot.co.uk/



Picture; The Rhodes Colossus, Caricature of Cecil Rhodes after he announced plans for a telegraph line and railway from Cape Town to Cairo, Punch December 10th 1892 and Manchester children bound for Canada, courtesy of the Together Trust

The Brook and a lost scene


And staying with the theme of old Chorlton, I wonder who can tell me where this might be?

The clue is that this is somewhere along the Brook.

Picture; from the Lloyd collection

The Lead Station, stage three along the History Trail


Now if you have been following the History Trail, you will know that we sited our first two stories at the Horse & Jockey and Franny and Filer on Beech Road.  

So those who fancy staying in the village can see stage three in the Lead Station which from 1885 was our own Chorlton police station.

We were some of the first guests through the door when Hilary and Patrick opened it back in the August of 1995, and have celebrated family events, my 60th birthday and plenty of impromptu meals ever since.  Only yesterday we called in for a  light lunch and the place was as busy as ever.

And today just 127 years after the Lancashire Constabulary opened shop, Nick de Sousa, the owner and Marc the manager have been keen to host the trail and celebrate its part in the history of the township.

Each of the venues along the trail tells a little bit of Chorlton’s story and we have also included something that is unique to each building.  So in the Lead, Peter who does the paintings has produced a special picture of the place and I have written about some of the policeman who worked and lived there with their families.

And you can read about Riding the Stang, but of course I don’t intend to tell you any more, for that you will just have to visit the Lead.  Now Peter and I would be very interested in what you think about the old custom which only died out in the 1840s.  So if you fancy expressing a view  post it on the comments section of the blog or on the GLAD TO BE IN CHORLTON site on facebook. 

Peter’s work is on display around Chorlton and can also be seen at https://www.facebook.com/paintingsfrompictures and details of my book  Chorlton-cum-Hardy A Community  Transformed  published in September can be found at 

Pictures; © Peter Topping 2012





Friday, 11 May 2012

One night on the streets of Manchester in 1878


Sometimes what we choose to research and write about can be uncomfortable and more than a little unpleasant.

Now anyone engaged in the story of British Home Children will be aware of just how harrowing the lives of many of these children were during the 19th century.  In the absence of a co-ordinated State welfare system and set against a backdrop of great poverty and deprivation many lived uncertain lives with few prospects for the future and the ever present danger of a descent into crime.


And it is easy to forget this when we focus on how badly treated some of these children were when they arrived in Canada to start a new life or when we debate the correctness of rescuing children and sending them to a new country.

I am the first to admit that I have given only a passing acknowledgement to the plight of these children here in Britain and have tended to lump them together. My own starting point were the workhouse children who like my great uncle were “given a second chance” by the Poor Law Guardians because they were either orphans or like him from a broken home who at the age of fifteen was already causing concern.

And then there were those who for whatever reason were already on the streets fending for themselves.  In between there were others from families where the parents were at best neglectful and at worse brutal and violent.

It is these that I came across recently.  The Manchester and Salford Boys and Girls Refuge had been set up in 1870 to cater for the destitute children of the two cities and in the course of this work had come across youngsters who maintained themselves or contributed to the family income by selling in the streets.  It was as the historian of the Refuge wrote “a scandal and disgrace to our city”* and continued until 1901 when the Corporation obtained the power to regulate street trading by children under the age of 16.

It was of course not confined to Manchester and Salford and some places like Liverpool had been quicker to act.  In an effort to highlight the “scandal” ten members of the Manchester and Salford Refuge went out on the streets on a Monday night in 1878 to “systematically investigate the condition of all children found hawking within a certain radius between the hours of 9pm and midnight.  The plan pursued was to enter into conversation with the children; if their little remaining stock of paper or matches was an obstacle to their returning home, to purchase it and then accompany them to where they lived, thus obtaining correct information not only of the children themselves but of their surroundings; and how far the circumstances of their families afforded any excuse for their being there upon the streets at such an unseemly hour.”**

Now it was only one night, the number interviewed ran to just 50 and the number of streets covered is not clear but the findings do not make for easy reading.

Over two thirds of the children were under 13, just under a third was from single parent families and only nine of the fifty were “out owing to the poverty of the deserving parents.  The balance of 41 were either out to help support drunken parents or owing to the neglect of careless parents.”

Of course there may be a degree of subjectivity here and I want to go back to the original detailed reports which should be available.  But they are confirmed by contemporary newspaper reports.  The Manchester Guardian wrote that “the great majority of children in the streets late at night were there to find money for drunken, vicious or careless parents.”

While letters to the press highlighted similar examples.  In 1885 the secretary of the Refuge wrote that on one Saturday night with “a bitter wind driving the sleet like fire along the streets; many of the poor little wretches who crowded Market Street and Blackfriars had scarves tied round their hats to keep them on their heads; even as we , well clad as we were, got wet.”

The children were selling the early editions of the Sunday papers and might be expected to continue till one in the morning.  “Two little chaps under ten years of age told us they had to stop out all night selling; another had the key to of the house in his pocket and quietly let himself in at 2 a.m. dreading to disturb those who should have been themselves the brad winners.”

We can play the numbers game and reflect that this might be just a small sample and yes more research needs to be done, but even so it is something of an insight into the plight of children on our streets and helps understand the motives of those engaged in the rescue work.

Of course this does not ignore the fact that such activities should not have had to go on in one of the greatest cities in the country, where the wealth of the few was paraded for all to see in the fine Exchanges, and well to do homes.  Nor should we forget the resistance from many MPs to moves to regulate child street trading.

But here we have the start of a detailed analysis of the problem which I hope allows up to step away from statistics to appreciate the awful picture of child neglect in one city during the 19th century.


You can follow the Forward Trust which was once the Manchester & Salford Boys and Girls Refuge at their blog http://togethertrustarchive.blogspot.co.uk/ and in particular The life of a street hawker,
http://togethertrustarchive.blogspot.co.uk/2012/02/life-of-street-hawker.html
 Picture; Courtesy the Together Trust

*William Edmondson, Making Rough Places Plain, 1921
** Edmondson pp 31

Join us on the History Trail, first stop the Horse & Jockey


It just seems like exhibitions this month.

Yesterday I wrote about our exhibition in the library, http://chorltonhistory.blogspot.co.uk/2012/05/beech-road-story-past-and-present-at.html and today it’s the start of the History Trail, another in the series of events from GLAD TO BE IN CHORLTON.

In selected venues across the township we are telling the story of Chorlton over the last 170 years.  It is that familiar mix of stories by me and paintings by Peter.  I get to tell you about how the place has changed from rural community to suburb of Manchester and he presents pictures of the area as it looks today.

Each venue has been chosen as a staging post in the story with a little bit which is just about the place you are in.

So the trail begins with the Horse & Jockey which occupies a building which was already getting old when Henry VIII fell in love with Anne Boleyn.

I could  tell you more but that is what the story board is for, and to read it you have to be there.  All I will say is that along with Peter’s painting you can get to find out a little bit more about some of the people who not only drank there but used it as a home, a court of law and a welcome refuge from an illegal boxing match.


Why not be the first to show you been by posting the name of one of the people mentioned in the storyboard on the comments section of the blog or on the GLAD TO BE IN CHORLTON site on facebook.  No prizes other than the satisfaction of being the first to get in right.


Peter’s work is on display around Chorlton and can also be seen at https://www.facebook.com/paintingsfrompictures  While my book, Chorlton-cum-Hardy A Community Transformed will be published in September and can be seen at
http://chorltonhistory.blogspot.co.uk/search/label/A%20new%20book%20for%20Chorlton

Pictures; ©Peter Topping 2012

In search of a book ............... clues to the story of Chorlton in the early 19th century


An occasional series charting the research that led to Chorlton-cum-Hardy A Community Transformed

There will be those who mutter “get a life” when I admit that one of the types of research I enjoy is using street directories.

 They are a little like the telephone directory in that for 200 years they listed who lived where and came out each year. The other advantage is that they list the occupation of the named person. So it is possible to follow an individual, tracking their movements and sometimes change of job and status. This has a real value given that the census records were every ten years and much can happen in a decade.

At the same time it gives a picture of the other people in the street and so allows the historian to gain an insight into the area. Added to this are some wonderful adverts of the period and often a section not only for residential properties but for businesses as well, enabling the researcher to cross reference people with their trade.

And of course by merely counting up the number of beer shops pubs or tailors begin to get an idea of what the place was like.
Finally the directories give directions so it is possible to locate a street off a bust highway and compare this with maps both during the period and right now. Add google maps to the search and the historian can walk along the same path as someone a hundred years ago.

This has allowed me no only to get a feel for a place particularly if the buildings are still standing but because the directories were issued annually it is possible to track the when a road was cut and how it developed.

But there are drawbacks. First the directories only list the householder and so unlike the census will not reveal family members. And what you get is patchy. Cities and towns are better recorded than rural areas and earlier directories concentrate on those with money, status or trade and business. Little hope then of finding a farm worker here in Chorlton during the first half of the century.

Still the directories will provide fascinating clues and will often contain a brief history and general description of a location along with a list of public buildings and local government officers, elected representatives and information on canal, road and later rail transport.

Most central and local history libraries will contain the directories for the area, some like Manchester are on microfilm and some like Salford are still held as original paper copies. Many are now also available on line from Historical Directories which is a project undertaken by the University of Leicester with funding from the Lottery and Enrick UK,and can be found at http://www.historicaldirectories.org/hd/

Picture; an advert for spectacles from Slater’s Manchester & Salford Directory 1850, from Historical Directories