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Clive Murphy, Phillumenist

January 25, 2013
by the gentle author

Clive Murphy, Phillumenist

Nothing about this youthful photo of the novelist, oral historian and writer of ribald rhymes, Clive Murphy – resplendent here in a well-pressed tweed suit and with his hair neatly brushed – would suggest that he was a Phillumenist. Even people who have known him since he came to live in Spitalfields in 1973 never had an inkling. In fact, evidence of his Phillumeny only came to light recently when Clive donated his literary archive to the Bishopsgate Institute and a non-descript blue album was uncovered among his papers, dating from the era of this picture and with the price ten shillings and sixpence still written in pencil in the front.

I was astonished when I saw the beautiful album and so I asked Clive to tell me the story behind it. “I was a Phillumenist,” he admitted to me in a whisper, “But I broke all the rules in taking the labels off the matchboxes and cutting the backs off matchbooks. A true Phillumenist would have a thousand fits to see my collection.” It was the first time Clive had examined his album of matchbox labels and matchbook covers since 1951 when, at the age of thirteen, he forsook Phillumeny – a diversion that had occupied him through boarding school in Dublin from 1944 onwards.

“A memory is coming back to me of a wooden box that I made in carpentry class which I used to keep them in, until I put them in this album,” said Clive, getting lost in thought, “I wonder where it is?” We surveyed page after page of brightly-coloured labels from all over the world pasted in neat rows and organised by their country of origin, inscribed by Clive with blue ink in a careful italic hand at the top of each leaf. “I have no memory of doing this.” he confided to me as he scanned his handiwork in wonder,“Why is the memory so selective?”

“I was ill-advised and I do feel sorry in retrospect that they are not as a professional collector would wish,” he concluded with a sigh, “But I do like them for all kinds of other reasons, I admire my method and my eye for a pattern, and I like the fact that I occupied myself – I’m glad I had a hobby.”

We enjoyed a quiet half hour, turning the pages and admiring the designs, chuckling over anachronisms and reflecting on how national identities have changed since these labels were produced. Mostly, we delighted at the intricacy of thought and ingenuity of the decoration once applied to something as inconsequential as matches.

“There was this boy called Spring-Rice whose mother lived in New York and every week she sent him a letter with a matchbox label in the envelope for me.” Clive recalled with pleasure, “We had breaks twice each morning at school, when the letters were given out, and how I used to long for him to get a letter, to see if there was another label for my collection.” The extraordinary global range of the labels in Clive’s album reflects the widely scattered locations of the parents of the pupils at his boarding school in Dublin, and the collection was a cunning ploy that permitted the schoolboy Clive to feel at the centre of the world.

“You don’t realise you’re doing something interesting, you’re just doing it because you like pasting labels in an album and having them sent to you from all over the world.” said Clive with characteristic self-deprecation, yet it was apparent to me that Phillumeny prefigured his wider appreciation of what is otherwise ill-considered in existence. It is a sensibility that found full expression in Clive’s exemplary work as an oral historian, recording the lives of ordinary people with scrupulous attention to detail, and editing and publishing them with such panache.

Clive Murphy, Phillumenist

Images courtesy of the Clive Murphy Archive at the Bishopsgate Institute

You may like to read my other stories about Clive Murphy

Clive Murphy, Writer

A Walk With Clive Murphy

At Clive Murphy’s Flat

Clive Murphy’s oral histories are available from Labour and Wait

and his ribald rhymes are available from Rough Trade

13 Responses leave one →
  1. January 25, 2013

    The only one I feel I can remember is the ‘Pilot’ one, and I’m not even sure about that. Great collection …. and I’m not surprised he didn’t keep the whole boxes.

  2. Libby Hall permalink
    January 25, 2013

    Magic. Absolute magic.

    It is so good that Clive Murphy did NOT save the matches in a way that would satisfy obsessive grown-up collectors thereby giving them a greater ‘market value’. They are beyond value as they are – so carefully arranged with a fine sense of the aesthetic, by a handsome schoolboy in tweeds.

    Enlarging this selection has changed them into something more than they were – the same thing that happens when the Tradesmen scraps are enlarged.

    Knowing the Clive Murphy Archive is now safe forever in the splendid Bishopsgate Institute is a most satisfying – and oddly cosy – feeling.

    Hurrah for Clive Murphy! Hurrah for the Gentle Author! Hurrah for Bishopsgate Institute!

  3. January 25, 2013

    What a great collection and it looks a beautiful album.

  4. January 25, 2013

    Good to see Clive out and about. You know Clive writes autobiographies, well its time Clive was the subject rather than the editor!! MMMmmmm now there’s a great idea!!! x x

  5. andrea permalink
    January 25, 2013

    Lovely. (Except that I am a little embarrassed that the Canadian example should be for a company called Asbestonos.)

  6. Chris F permalink
    January 25, 2013

    Great to see these little artworks magnified. I can however, give Clive a run for his money… I have a collection of over 100,000 matchbox labels. I inherited most of them from an elderly uncle who traveled the world, smoked a pipe and had a friend in Poland who worked in a match factory. The best ones are from India (Pre Second World War) and from the USSR (Circa 1960’s). There are some great examples on ‘Flickr’. Amazing that so many hundreds of thousands of images were produced worldwide but little is known about the artists who created them.

  7. Tom Shevada permalink
    January 27, 2013

    This is what makes your efforts so worthwhile. Excellent subject and execution.
    Thanks for all you do.

  8. February 3, 2013

    I remember being obsessed by a non-standard sized matchbook at my gran’s when I was a kid.
    Since then, I feel a twinge of nostalgia, in a good way, whenever I see collections such as this one 🙂 .

  9. February 22, 2013

    Hi, I´m from Denmark and I am a phillumenist myself. I have been collecting since my youth in the 1960s, and my collection is now about 100,000 different from 128 different countries.
    Please feel free at take a look at a part of my collection on my website.

  10. Gary Kennon permalink
    October 5, 2013

    I am with the person above who says it’s about time we had an Autobiography from Clive Murphy! His personal social history record books are amazing and we know so much about some amazing people thanks to him. I just have a feeling it could not be in the “ORDINARY lives” series 🙂

  11. Ian permalink
    February 9, 2015

    A most interesting looking collection. Remember me? I live in the flat above Jilly.

  12. Shawdiane permalink
    February 9, 2015

    What a fantastic story & collection. The things people collect is a wonderful way to keep a part of our history & why not in matchbox covers. I only recall the Punch & Pilot (has a nice ring to
    it) Would adore to see the rest of your collection. Thank you.

  13. June 28, 2017

    Hi, I´m from Denmark and I am a phillumenist myself. I have been collecting since my youth in the 1960s, and my collection is now more than 138,000 different from 171 different countries.
    Please feel free at take a look at a part of my collection on my website.

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