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Friday, 30 December 2016

Dad the Milkman - and Hero!


After leaving Harris Lebus Dad became a milkman for United Dairies.
I don't remember exactly how long the job lasted but it was several years, I know this because all through my younger teenage period I went with him at weekends. Getting up at 5am to go out in all weathers was no fun at all but it had to be done if I wanted some pocket money!

It was during this time there was a huge influx of immigrants from the West Indies and many of them settled in Tottenham. I always remembered they would want gold top milk (the best, with cream on top). If I mistakenly left a red top I was in big trouble when they caught up with me!!

Christmas time they would always invite us in for a drink (mainly rum!) and, yes, I do remember Dad getting a bit tipsy one Christmas.

Anyway, it was as a milkman Dad also became a hero. One of the houses on  his route was on fire when he arrived there. He could hear there were people inside so he went in after them - saving two women and two children from probable death.

Below is the type of milk float he drove.
Believe it or not you could get your driving license in those days for driving one of these!
Thankfully, Dad didn't own a car and didn't want one so the roads were safe.




Thursday, 22 December 2016

SPAGHETTI & BARBED WIRE

Since writing the article "Returning from War" in November, I've now come across a book which I knew had been written by one of the soldiers at the same P.O.W. camp as Dad.

Jen managed to get a copy on the internet for 1p!!
I must admit I felt a twinge of anger that she got it for 1p because I felt the price demonstrated a lack of respect for the guys who had suffered so much during those years.

Anyhow, here's a picture of the book cover.

As we now have a copy of the book it will be kept in a safe place so if anyone wants to read it they only have to ask.

Here's a flavour of the book, which starts off with John (Jack) Fox paying a visit to the camp after the war.


I visited the camp myself in 1992 and although the camp was still there, it was in an extremely dilapidated state. The surrounding countryside is quite magical so I sat for a while trying to imagine Dad there and what it must have been like for him, imprisoned, hungry and so far away from home.
The local village, Fonte Dell' Amore, is like stepping back in time so I assume it was exactly the same when Dad was there.

Sunday, 11 December 2016

Dad at HARRIS LEBUS

I think it must have been shortly after his period as a bus conductor that Dad joined Harris Lebus, the furniture manufactorer. Dad was a warehouse-man based initially at the Tottenham depot. 
He was also a dab hand at French Polishing so maybe he did that too.

Harris Lebus was a furniture manufacturer and wholesaler based in the East End of London in Tabernacle Street with a factory in Tottenham. The firm supplied stores such as Maple & Co., mainly producing bedroom and dining cabinets.

The Harris Lebus Website

HistoryDuring the period of its finest output in the 1900s, the style of furniture is closely associated with the Arts and Crafts Movement, identified by overhanging cornices, inset door panels and square to turned legs with pad feet in the manner of William Birch of High Wycombe. The off the peg hardware is unfussy and stylistically well designed. These pieces are highly sought after.
As with many larger firms their designers are kept anonymous. This prolific manufacturer had more to do with bringing the Arts and Crafts style to the masses than any other.
In later years Harris Lebus became a household name being the largest furniture manufacturer in the world.[1]
During the Second World War the firm produced the Airspeed Horsa glider, the Mosquito multi role aircraft. The firm also undertook Top-secret operations, such as building replica Sherman tanks out of wood.[3]
Following the war the firm became part of the government scheme to produce utility furniture bearing the CC41 mark and were central in providing cheaper manufacturing techniques to provide the country with lower cost furniture with which they could rebuild their homes, and in fact their design team invented and patented the technique of facing man-made boards with other woods.[4]The Company also devised and perfected the means of assembling Furniture from preformed sections and completing the construction by curing resin glue lines, utilising 'Radio Frequency' electricity, or 'R.F.' There was no metal fixing required in the assembly at all.
After financial difficulty, caused by a period of poor management which was not Family, the firm finally closed in 1969; however some could say that the techniques developed at Lebus have caused the revolution in manufactured panels in home furnishing and flat pack that many of their counterparts use today.

I think it would have been 1952 that we all moved down to Woodley, I was 2 and Jen 6.
Harris Lebus had a warehouse there, it was sited on the old Woodley Aerodrome which had served as an RAF training school prior to, and during WW2. I believe it was there that the WW2 veteran Douglas Bader crashed his plane. Despite loosing both legs he went on to become an ace fighter pilot. Anyone interested should look up the old black & white film "Reach for the Sky" - circa 1956 - which tells his story with Kenneth Moore playing the lead role.

The hangers, previously used for aircraft made a perfect storage facility for the large wardrobes etc ready for dispatch to customers.
Unfortunately this is the only photo we have of Dad at the warehouse, although there are others taken in the grounds.
For me this was a truly enchanting period of my life. We lived in the Flying School, which was enormous, we even had a playroom big enough to skate inside!
I remember exploring the old outbuildings that were full of aircraft parts - I later regretted not being older because there were enough parts to build my own aeroplane!
As the airfield was our back garden, Dad & I would go mushroom picking at about 6am on Sunday mornings. They were then served up with eggs & bacon for Sunday breakfast.

I also remember taking one of the bedsheets and some string on one occasion........

I climbed to the top of one of the buildings then attached the string to the four corners of the sheet. The other end of the strings I tied round my waist and with no further thought jumped off the roof. Naturally I expected to parachute gently down.......
Hmmm, it was just like the old cartoons, I plummeted to the ground just as the sheet unfurled over my head!!
Ouch, big ouch, but I had discovered gravity, and how it works!! Thankfully, no broken bones.

 The Bedfords' circa 1955 In the "garden"

to be continued.......

Monday, 5 December 2016

On the Buses - Bedford Style!


I'm sure we've all had a good laugh at some time watching this TV series. It ran from 1969 - 1973 so the younger members of the family may have seen "snippets".
Well, for Dad it was a reality - albeit for a very short period.

After the war the government was tasked with finding jobs for all those soldiers returning from war and with no job to go to.
Dad was offered the job of bus conductor, which he gladly accepted as he had not had much formal education ( he left school at 14 with no qualifications).

First he had to be trained in the art!
Bob Bedford - Clippie

I don't know how long the training lasted but he must have enjoyed being with his fellow trainees!

Of course he had to be kitted out too..............

With Mum providing the finishing touches, he was ready to go.

Given all the professional photos taken at the time I think he was the "pin up" boy for an advertising campaign. Maybe for London Transport or possibly the government. Either way, London Transport Museum at Brooklands now have a set of the photos in one of their displays.


So, with a kiss goodbye at the gate of 35 Higham Road, Tottenham (Jen & my first home)
it's off to work.
Bob Bedford - Clippie
Bob Bedford - Clippie

Looking good so far...... 

Bob Bedford
Hmmm, I think I know how this works!!

What I forgot to mention, and I suspect so did Dad, was that he had a seriously fiery temper which was great before the war when he was going to become a professional boxer, but not so good for dealing with the public.
All I know is a certain passenger was very rude to Dad and found himself on the floor before he knew what had happened. This was about 6 months ( I'm guessing, but it wasn't long) into Dad's career and ended it rather abruptly!!

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Any more fares please!

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Thursday, 1 December 2016

The Bedford & King Grand Parents

Robert George Bedford                     Lilian Francis (nee Bradford) 
1888 - 1969                                                1895 - 1964 

       Bertie King              Ethel Margaret (nee Sleat)
1887 -1964                              1889 - 1974