Comments on: In Mile End Old Town

By: Brian Higgleton

Brian Higgleton — Thu, 08 Dec 2022 05:48:20 +0000

My great grandfather, grandfather and my father prior to WW2 lived on Devonshire Mile End Old Town, at or near number 170. My grandfather and his father were farriers (Blacksmiths) and also publicans. The pub being, I think, adjacent to the farriers. I have been trying without much success to find a photo of the premises and the precise location. I would be very grateful if anyone could help me.

By: Norman brenner

Norman brenner — Thu, 04 Mar 2021 04:24:30 +0000

My grandparents moved into 26 Tredegar sq when the war ended
It had no electricity, gas mantles,and acid accumulates for a radio, no hot water,the rent was low, and they were offered the freehold for 200
Pounds, they couldn’t buy it never had the money..

By: Howy Jacobs

Howy Jacobs — Thu, 12 Nov 2020 19:44:41 +0000

Does anyone have any idea where Venour St was?

By: Malcolm

Malcolm — Sun, 09 Jun 2019 16:00:00 +0000

In the 1960’s Tredegar Square was just another dilapidated bit of the east-end and most of the houses were divided into bedsits. It wasn’t a particularly pleasant place. I went to Coopers’ Company Grammar School, which later became the Central Foundation School when Coopers moved to Upminster. Today, the magnificent school building has been converted into yet more eye-wateringly expensive flats – or apartments, because flats is too working class, isn’t it? I remember the school with great affection. The main hall has a gallery, a vaulted roof and in my day it had two huge chandeliers. The entrance in College Terrace was known as the Black and White hall because it had a black and white chequerboard marble floor, similar to those seen in Dutch genre paintings. You only ever used it twice during your time at Coopers. The day you started and the day you left. Other than that you used the gate in the playground. The houses in Tredegar Square at that time were in need of repair and looked very run down. The terrace of grand pillared and porticoe’d houses on the north side were particularly dismal. One of the pillars on the portico of the first house had been smashed and only a stump remained with a bit of wood jammed in to hold up the portico. Several windows were boarded up and the iron railings were missing. At the Mile End Road end of Tredegar Square was a small shop owned by an old Jew called Alf. This was Alf’s Tuck Shop and it was where the boys would congregate before and after school to buy what were known as “thrup’nees” ( Three old pence). These were single cigarettes – usually Guards or Embassy – that Alf would sell to his loyal crowd of lads. If you had no money he would take your school scarf, or cap or any item that he deemed worth exchanging a fag for. You could redeem your “pledges” later without interest. The place was like Fagin’s den, boys would crowd into the tiny shop, which was festooned with all kinds of strange artefacts hanging from the low ceiling. Everything was smeared with years of nicotine stains, it looked like a smoker’s lung. Some boys came to hurriedly do their homework, beseeching anyone to help them out, with the promise of a favour returned – or a thrup’nee – to sweeten the deal. It really was like something out of Oliver Twist and Alf played his part to perfection, holding court in his little Dickensian den while we sparked up our thrup’nees and merrily poisoned ourselves with carcinogenic fumes . When you opened the door you were instantly enveloped by great billows of fag smoke, like a Victorian pea-souper. It’s a wonder any of us survived. It could never exist today but we thought it was a great place! One of the houses on the west side of Tredegar Square was known as a notorious “knocking shop”, there was a steady stream of dubious looking blokes coming and going all day long. Rumour had it that one of the teachers frequented the place but this was almost certainly a bit of mischief-making, as boys are wont to do. Mile End in the 1960’s wasn’t the sought-after place that it is now and it’s a miracle that Tredegar Square survived the wrecking ball.

By: Charlotte Browne

Charlotte Browne — Thu, 06 Jun 2019 13:15:51 +0000

As a student at Queen Mary College in the early 1980s, I lived at 4 Tredegar Square. There was quite a large community of students living in the Square at that time, mostly renting single rooms in houses on the East and West sides of the Square. There were several families living in the Square that we became friends with and babysat for from time to time – I’m still in touch with one of them now!
Most of the Square had been renovated to some degree (though there were a few derelict houses) but not ‘gentrified’ in the way they are now, and there was a tiny ‘open all hours’ shop called ‘Sam’s’ on the right as you came into the Square from Mile End Road.
I felt very privileged to be able to live in such a lovely place and I was quite conscious that I’d probably never live anywhere so grand – even if it was rather faded grandeur- again. Thank you for this reminder of that time.

By: Lesley Brown

Lesley Brown — Wed, 05 Jun 2019 19:50:01 +0000

I lived in a terraced house down the side of St Clements hospital until 1960. I went to the school on Malmesbury Road until I passed the 11+ and went to Spital Square. There was a playground in the middle of Tredegar Square. All those photos show houses with which I was very familiar.

By: Gary Arber

Gary Arber — Wed, 05 Jun 2019 17:28:12 +0000

The whole north side of Tredegar Square was one building, Lord Tredegar’s mansion. It was later divided into separate residences. At the back was the mews where he stabled the horses During the war the entire centre of the square was dug over for vegetable growing. When Coborn Road railway station closed and I had to commute to my shop from Mile End station the square was a mass of weeds, there were no railings and I walked diagonally from corner to corner, it was restored in the 1950’s
Gary

By: Helen Breen

Helen Breen — Wed, 05 Jun 2019 12:12:22 +0000

Greetings from Boston,

GA, thanks for the lovely jaunt through Mile End Old Town. Many of the terraces look like those surrounding the squares and greens in Georgian Dublin. The white terrace looks as if it out of My Fair Lady. Great preservation.

By: Bailey Jones

Bailey Jones — Wed, 05 Jun 2019 11:57:01 +0000

Thank goodness these houses have survived.

By: Sue Mayer

Sue Mayer — Wed, 05 Jun 2019 09:15:43 +0000

I had no idea there were such lovely houses in MEOT.

Coburn Road reminded me about my entrance interview to Coburn girls grammar school many years ago. I had passed the 11 plus but then had to choose three schools and have interviews which were terrifying. The head at Coburn asked a question and then she was on her phone for ages so I patiently and politely waited for her to finish her call before I gave the answer. This was repeated many times. Needless to say I failed as “I took too long to answer the questions”. I went to Raynes Foundation in Stepney.