On Night Patrol With Lew Tassell
We join Constable Lew Tassell on a night patrol in the City of London on Tuesday December 12th 1972
Police Constable Lew Tassell of the City of London Police
“One week in December 1972, I was on night duty. Normally, I would be on beat patrol from Bishopsgate Police Station between 11pm-7am. But that week I was on the utility van which operated between 10pm-6am, so there would be cover during the changeover times for the three City of London Police divisions – Bishopsgate, Wood St and Snow Hill. One constable from each division would be on the van with a sergeant and a driver from the garage.
That night, I was dropped off on the Embankment during a break to allow me to take some photographs and I walked back to Wood St Police Station to rejoin the van crew. You can follow the route in my photographs.
The City of London at night was a peaceful place to walk, apart from the parts that operated twenty-four hours a day – the newspaper printshops in Fleet Street, Smithfield Meat Market, Billingsgate Fish Market and Spitalfields Fruit & Vegetable Market.
Micks Cafe in Fleet St never had an apostrophe on the sign or acute accent on the ‘e.’ It was a cramped greasy spoon that opened twenty-four hours a day, seven days a week. During the night and early morning it served print-workers, drunks returning from the West End and the occasional vagrant.
Generally, we police did not use it. We might have been unwelcome because we would have stood out like a sore thumb. But I did observation in there in plain clothes sometimes. Micks Cafe was a place where virtually anything could be sourced, especially at night when nowhere else was open.”
Middle Temple Lane
Pump Court, Temple
King’s Bench Walk, Temple
Bouverie St, News of the World and The Sun
Fleet St looking East towards Ludgate Circus
Ludgate Hill looking towards Fleet St under Blackfriars Railway Bridge, demolished in 1990
Old Bailey from Newgate St looking south
Looking north from Newgate St along Giltspur St, St Bartholomew’s Hospital
Newgate St looking towards junction of Cheapside and New Change – buildings now demolished
Cheapside looking east from the corner of Wood St towards St Mary Le Bow and the Bank
HMS Chrysanthemum, Embankment
Constable Lew Tassell, 1972
Photographs copyright © Lew Tassell
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Great photos – very atmospheric!
Keep them coming Lew there fantastic pictures and great memories of walks around London with my Father around that time it was so atmospheric.
Roger
I love these pictures. I hope there will be more from Lew Tassell.
Amazing!
brilliant photos – London how I first knew it!
Great photos of a London so full of character, l enjoyed reading about it too.
Sadly the area has changed and keeps on changing but it doesn’t take the memories away!
Great pictures. Another London.
Sadly there are no more patrols like this anymore at Met cuts back on its budget
I thought I remembered walking under the bridge at Ludgate Circus! Turns out I was right. I used to live in the City in the late 70s and this is exactly how I recall it. Weird to see ordinary cars just parked at the side of the road.
Micks Cafe ! Well I knew it . As a 16 yo Young Socialist we would go to visit the printers union reps in Fleet street on the late shift to try and canvass support for the anti Veitnam war marches and stop off there afterwards for a late night tea before heading home. Micks cafe . What a memory ! It attracted the London working night shift , the late night reveller, and the homeless. There was nowhere else open.
Thank you! Lew’s photograph of Middle Temple Lane is worthy of a gallery. His black and white print incorporates the spirit as opposed to the mundane.
What camera where you using Lew, and what speed film.
I second Roger’s comment and would like to know camera type and film speed. The photos are stunning and as Sonia remarks, are “worthy of a gallery”. Thank you for this Spitalfields Life entry.
Some stunning pictures there, especially the one of Middle Temple Lane. But all of them very evocative of how things used to be.
interesting to compare the view of Ludgate Hill with Gustave Doré’s view a hundred years before of
“Ludgate Hill – A block in the Street” — from London, A Pilgrimage, 1872.
In reply to Roger Tiller and Andy Nemeth and their request for the technical details. The camera I was using was a Yashica TL Electro X. The film was Kodak Tri X and exposures were between 15 and 35 seconds at F8 or F11.
Sometimes simple is best. A short read and some wonderfully atmospheric pictures
Lew, what a great article and photos. Amazing to see the City with no one around, slightly different now with the 24 hour culture. My wife and I are serving officers in the City. I believe she has inherited your old collar number, although it’s now 390cp, we dropped the A, B, C etc a few years ago.
All the best to you.
Thanks for that comment Craig, I always look out for “390” when I’m in the City but have yet to see it since I retired.
These are excellent photos, and indeed, depict a very different time – Police in those days were helpful figures on the streets, and were mostly well liked. Can’t say the same today — nowadays, they look threatening , arrogant and distinctly unhelpful, and are mostly absent on the streets anyway, just as we really need them.
Love the way that Che is looking over your right shoulder in that last picture. Very subversive for those days!!
Late catching up with your articles, Lew, but they are very enjoyable to an ex-Londoner now living on the Isle of Wight. I remember these places very well and still return to visit, this time using the Clipper. Thanks for the memories.
Great photos. As a teenager in the 60s we would go to a club up West on a Saturday night, often Tiles and sometimes the Lyceum Ballroom in the Strand, looking for young ladies, and sometime between two to five in the morning walk back through Fleet St and the City to Whitechapel and Mile End and Bow, where most of us lived, often stopping for a break at Micks Cafe. Most of the lads had Sunday morning jobs in the Petticoat Lane area so, knackered, it was straight back out again after an hour’s kip if we were lucky. These atmospheric images of places and streets I knew so well bring back many many memories.