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Peter Sargent, Butcher

August 29, 2014
by the gentle author

Peter Sargent

In 1983, when Peter Sargent took on his shop, there were seven other butchers in Bethnal Green but now his is the only one left. Two years ago it looked like Peter’s might go the way of the rest, until he took the initiative of placing a discreet sign on the opposite side of the zebra crossing outside his shop. Directed at those on their way to the supermarket, it said, “Have a look in butcher’s opposite before you go in Tesco.”

This cheeky intervention raised the ire of the supermarket chain, won Peter a feature in the local paper and drew everyone’s attention to the plain truth that you get better quality meat at a better price at an independent butcher than at a supermarket.“Tesco threatened legal action,” admitted Peter, his eyes gleaming in defiance, “They came over while I was unloading my van to tell me they were serious, but I told them where to go.” Shortly afterwards, it was revealed that Tesco had been selling horsemeat and Peter left a bale of hay outside his shop. “I invited customers to drop it off if they were going across the road,” he revealed to me with a grin of triumph.

This unlikely incident proved to be a turning point for Peter’s business which has been in the ascendancy ever since. “There’s not many of my old East End customers left anymore and I was close to calling it a day,” he confided to me, “but I’ve found that the young people who are moving in, they want to buy their meat from a proper butcher’s shop.”

In celebration of this change of fortune in the local butchery trade, Contributing Photographer Colin O’Brien & I paid a visit behind the counter recently to bring you this report, and we each came away with sawdust on our boots and the gift of a packet of the freshly-made sausages for which Peter’s shop is renowned.

“I started as a Saturday boy in Walthamstow, when I was sixteen, in 1970,” Peter told me, “and then it became a full-time job when I left school at eighteen.” Over the next ten years, Peter worked in each of half a dozen shops belonging to the same owner, including the one in Bethnal Green, until they all shut and he lost his job. Speaking with the bank that his ex-employer was in debt to, Peter agreed to take on the shop and, when they asked if he had a down payment, Peter’s wife Jackie produced ten pounds from her handbag.

Since then, Peter has been working twelve hours a day, six days a week, at his shop in Bethnal Green – arriving around eight each morning after a daily visit to Smithfield to collect supplies. “I love it and I hate it, I can’t leave it alone,” he confessed to me, placing a hand on his chest to indicate the depth of emotion, “it’s very exciting in a Saturday when all the customers arrive, but it can be depressing when nobody comes.”

Peter is supported by fellow butcher Vic Evenett and the pair make an amiable double-act behind the counter, ensuring that an atmosphere of good-humoured anarchy prevails. “I started as a ‘humper’ at Smithfield in 1964 for six years, then I had my own shop in Bow for twenty-three years, then one in Walthamstow Market, Caledonian Rd and Roman Rd, but none of them did very very well because I had to pay too much rent,” Vic informed me, “I came here twenty years ago to help Peter out for a few days and I stayed on.”

In a recent refit, an old advert was discovered pasted onto the wall and Peter had the new tiles placed around it so that customers may see the illustration of his shop when it was a tripe dresser in 1920. Yet Peter will tell you proudly that his shop actually dates from 1860 and he became visibly excited when I began talking about the centuries-old tradition of butchery in Whitechapel. And then he and Vic began exchanging significant glances as I explained how Dick Turpin is sometimes said to have been an apprentice butcher locally.

Thankfully, East Enders old and new took notice of Peter’s sign, “Have a look in butcher’s opposite before you go in Tesco,” and  he and Vic – the last butchers in Bethnal Green – will be able to continue to make an honest living without the necessity of turning highwaymen.

Peter’s sign outside Tesco, July 2012

Excited customers on Saturday morning

Vic Evenett & Peter Sargent

Peter & Vic sold more than five hundred game birds last Christmas

The Butcher’s Shop, 374 Bethnal Green Rd, E2

Photographs copyright © Colin O’Brien

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9 Responses leave one →
  1. Classof65 permalink
    August 29, 2014

    Does he live above the shop?

  2. Ana permalink
    August 29, 2014

    The images capture the essence of a small business – the human interaction and all the emotions that come with it. I’d rather shop at a proper butchery than the faceless and largely pre-cut and faceless butcher section of a supermarket chain.

  3. August 29, 2014

    What a great post…the enthusiasm & passion of these lovely people shines through. Great & evocative photos, too. Will make sure I pop in for some of those sausages next time I’m in the area!!

  4. August 29, 2014

    Well-done, Mr Peter Sargent! Telling the people what is better for them — I would have done it the same way.

    Should I happen to be in London Town, I would like to visit your shop!

    Love & Peace

  5. Laurinda permalink
    August 29, 2014

    I’ve been to Peter’s for his gluten-free sausages and ended up having a great discussion about how sausages are made. I was drawn in by the pheasants hanging in the window.

  6. Peter Holford permalink
    August 29, 2014

    Perhaps Dick Turpin would work for Tesco’s these days – he would fit in with their acquisitive and confrontational approach! Good to see that a proper butcher can still thrive in a difficult local market. My dad worked for Gunner’s in the East End as a young man. He learned the rudiments of backslang there and passed on a couple of impolite phrases to me. He would have loved this blog.

  7. August 29, 2014

    Good for him – taking on the supermarkets! It’s a shame that Vic’s businesses didn’t survive because of greedy landlords. Unfortunately that’s a familiar tale in London which forces small businesses out of the shopping areas which are then populated by the big chains who are the only ones who can afford the rent.

    But I’m glad that Peter and Vic have been able to work together for 20 years. Long may they continue.

  8. Chris F permalink
    August 30, 2014

    I went for a job at a butchers when I left school… The butcher asked if I knew anything about meat so I said no… So he said… If you can reach that tray of meat down off that shelf, I’ll give you a job….. I didn’t get the job… The steaks were too high….

  9. Elaine healy permalink
    August 30, 2014

    What a great story, and how wonderful that the butcher shop is doing well. there’s a special relationship when you purchase from a local business and its worth every to keep them going. Losing them would be more then just losing a business it would be losing a friendship and a way of life that is too precious to lose.

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