Tuesday 8 February 2022

Best of One Last Soul. You have not been watching.......

 


Elizabeth Mainwaring (pronounced Mannering) was the wife of George, the Captain of the fictional Home Guard of Walmington on Sea as depicted in the comedy classic- Dad’s Army. 

For all of the long running and still repeated episodes Elizabeth remained as an unseen character at the end of a phone conversation, heard moving about upstairs at her home, at best as a vague shadow or in the bulging shape of someone on the top bunk in the bomb shelter. 

Her influence over her husband and as a consequence his subsequent moods, attitudes and behaviour in relation to the members of the Platoon was nevertheless tangible and an important undercurrent to the adventures and antics of the principle characters. 

The writers, Perry and Croft did invent a back story for Elizabeth to give her depth and as an explanation for some of her later unconventional or illogical outbursts and acts. 

These regularly ran within the main scripted dialogues. For example, Captain Mainwaring surprised everyone in his ability to play the bagpipes which he attributed to spending his honeymoon on a remote Scottish Island where there was nothing else to do. 

In conversation with the haughty Sergeant Wilson Mainwaring tells him about his wife’s fondness for silent movies but only because she was so shocked to hear a character on a film speak a line that she refused to return to any cinema. 

Her regular criticism of George is attributed to a privileged fictional upbringing as the daughter of a Suffragan Bishop and that she and her family believe that she married below her own social standing.

George is very hard done by as he has attained the heady heights for a provincial town of Bank Manager through working hard at his education and banking exams. He does have her best interests at heart however and strives to provide goods and services even though these sometimes go against his own morals and sense of citizenship, especially in wartime. 

This is particularly evident in his turning a blind eye to contraband from the black marketeer spiv Private Walker or gifts such as an extra portion of sausages or offal from the good natured Corporal Jones, the town butcher. 

He is also protective of Elizabeth in saying that she had led a sheltered life in not even trying tomato sauce before she met him and a fondness shows through in his referring to her as the little woman and alluding to a blissful married life. 

His selflessness is to be admired as Elizabeth’s reclusive nature will have impeded any upward mobility that George may have hoped for within the hierarchy of the Bank at a time when socialising and hospitality were an essential part of getting ahead in commerce. The actuality of his domestic situation will have been behind his complete lack of hesitation in putting himself forward, uncharacteristically pushily, as leader of the Local Defence Volunteers, or as they became known, the Home Guard. 

Mrs Mainwaring’s persona is achieved, in her very obvious absence, by clever writing by which we assume that she is a larger than life woman ( described as being a bit bigger in physical dimensions that the effervescent Mrs Fox- a friend of Jonesy), a bit handy with her fists with George suffering a black eye in a hushed up domestic incident and always making an excuse on the grounds of health or fear of being bombed so as not to participate in the social functions of the platoon family. One visualisation, conjured up in my mind, of the mysterious Elizabeth is of her in a siren suit, a sort of one piece flight or boiler suit so much trademark attire of Winston Churchill when out and about visiting his blitz affected countrymen and women. Unfortunately this produces the startling image of a character part Michelin Man and part Gas Engineer so hardly flattering.

Jokes at her expense are regularly inserted into the dialogue such as her not having left the house “since Munich” or when George, excited at having obtained some scarce cheese rang Elizabeth to say that he might have a surprise for her that evening. This double entendre meant that he ended up eating the delicacy with Sergeant Wilson in the Vicar’s Office. 

Gradually we come to the realisation that she is always to be an elusive figure but then are shocked, as is George,  by revelations such as her playing the role of Lady Godiva on horseback riding through Walmington to raise funds for a Spitfire fighter plane. 

It is not all one way traffic in terms of who obviously wears the trousers in the Mainwaring household as in one series episode George has a platonic tea room and station platform liaison with one of the new female recruits to the platoon but is mindful of his married status and upholding his position of responsibility in the bank and town. 

There is an underlying melancholy to the relationship between George and Elizabeth but it works so very well in the cleverly woven story lines and characterisations that have made Dad’s Army such a loved bit of British television. 

Thursday 3 February 2022

Best of One last Soul- The King of Hornsea

 I like a bit of a challenging trail when putting together a bit of writing.


Today's starts from a brief reference that I came across in the pages of an account of a 2014 Archaeological dig at a site on St Lawrence Street, York.

I am often stationary at the traffic lights right at that point which is a major junction just outside the defensive walls. There has been fairly frantic construction activity over the last 12 to 18 months  and the site is now under a large student accommodation block . The standard (for historic York) excavation process prior to the development unearthed a great and diverse range of items, mainly ceramicware from the Roman occupation of the city through the Anglo-Scandinavian era (Vikings), the Middle Ages and the following :

"Twelve sherds of unusual form were present, these clearly all originated from objects of a single design, but despite the number of sherds no single original object could be reconstructed. The sherds were from flat fish-scale shaped tiles stamped Wade & Cherrys Patent Hornsea on one site and are widely known as ‘acorn tiles’. 


The tiles are roofing tiles which were known as fish scale or acorn tiles, and they have a raised rim on the top half of the uppermost side of each tile which overlaps with a rim on the lower half of the adjacent tile. The design was aimed at reducing the area of overlapped tiles on the roof, and the rims were designed to hold the tiles firm on the roof"




The fragments for a product dating from the 1860's from the small East Yorkshire coast town of Hornsea were found in very auspicious company in the York excavations.

I was intrigued about the use of the descriptive terms as "unusual", "fish scale"and "acorn tiles" and this led me to recall that I had recently been working opposite a house in Hornsea which seemed to have all of the attributes of an unusual appearance and yes, the external walls were clad in what seemed like the scales of a fish.

The house occupies a prominent corner position overlooking the town Memorial Gardens, an ideal location to showcase its unique elevations.

Wade and Cherry's Tiles were an association of John Cherry, a brickmaker and who appears to have been the more flamboyant of the pairing, Joseph Armytage Wade referred to by the title of a book about him as "The King of Hornsea". This alludes to his championing of the town which included his support for the arrival of the railway line and various entrepreneurial enterprises.

Interestingly Wade and Cherry also appear in the records of the United States Patents Office for engineering inventions mainly it seems, pumping equipment which they needed to remove groundwater from their clay pits which were at the end of Marlborough Avenue, subsequently the location for the iconic Hornsea Pottery and now a shopping Freeport complex.

The York Archaeologists referred to the  sherds (fragments) as roofing tiles but in fact the clever design, each shaped something like the ace of spades, so that their form renders the amount of lap smaller than in ordinary tiles, were equally suited to vertical hanging on external walls.

Now to the science and technology of the design:

 "A flange, or raised rim, of dovetailed or under-cut section is formed on the top half of the uppermost side of each tile and on the lower half of the undermost side.This interlocks with two neighbours from the course above, and on the opposite face, again slightly chamfered or dovetailed, is a flange to fit with the lower course. This holds them firm, excludes wind and rain and makes render pointing unnecessary."



The Hornsea clays are a heavy boulder type originating, I believe, from the retreat of the glaciers at the end of the last Ice Age. Hornsea itself spreads our over a series of low hillocks or Moraines from this time in prehistory. The clay is well suited to both commercial products and fancy ceramics.

The York discovery suggests that Wade and Cherry distributed their distinctive tiles regionally if not wider afield. Urban regeneration, wartime damage and yet more demolition and clearance will have relegated many of the buildings clad or roofed in the wonderful acorn tiles to, at worst hardcore rubble and at best a corner of a reclamation yard.

These tiles are very much sought after today, and the best example thought to remain is situated at the corner of New Road and Westbourne Road, Hornsea.

I stop at giving an accurate address or infringing copyright and privacy with a photo. You have the clues as to what to look for and where, so just go.

Just as additional background. The aforementioned Joseph Armytage Wade also ventured into property development and in the 1860's, perhaps the height of his wealth and influence he bought land on both sides of New Road. He will have sold off the plots to individual purchasers and a Legal Conveyance dated 8 January 1879 made between (1) Joseph Armytage Wade and (2) Alfred Maw it seems, afforded an opportunity for Wade to sell off a good stock of the acorn tiles for the construction of the property in question.

Although not strictly specified in the small print there is a strong suggestion that any villa or house shall be built of good white or stock bricks or such other material as shall be mutually agreed on between the said Joseph Armytage Wade his heirs or assigns and the said Alfred Maw his heirs or assigns and which may be deemed by the said Joseph Armytage Wade not to be a disfigurement ".

He may have been the professed King of Hornsea but that Wade was quite a shrewd cookie as well.


Pevsner's book on The Buildings of York does refer to a 12th Century converted church, Old St Oswalds in Fulford as having a Wade and Cherry Acorn Tile roof and this would be worth a drive out some time. If anyone has any other sightings of the distinctive fish scale tiles I would be grateful. Perhaps there is a case for a geeky tile spotting movement.