Comments on: Tony Hall’s East End In The Afternoon

By: Marcia Howard

Marcia Howard — Thu, 19 Jun 2025 08:10:59 +0000

So evocative of my years of growing up in London. We actually lived in Chelsea, but not the Chelsea people see today. Our playgrounds back then in the early 50s were bomb sites, and trying to climb down into cellars open to the elements. Certainly the rag and bone man came round our estate (land of which was donated by the Cadogan estate to house all those who’d been in war requisition houses), and if you had anything to donate, got a balloon in return. We walked miles back then, and during school holiday, visited the Museums at South Kensington on wet days, and Battersea Park on fine days. I also remember a man sat on the kerb re-weaving a chair seat as I walked to school, and another who have a knife-sharpening machine which was always a bit scary to watch.

By: achim

achim — Wed, 18 Jun 2025 11:03:35 +0000

A great series of photos. Despite the visible poverty and slow decay, the people simply lived! Their children, in particular, made the best of their circumstances: a car wreck is the most beautiful playground!

Love & Peace
ACHIM

By: Cherub

Cherub — Wed, 18 Jun 2025 10:01:36 +0000

You get a sense of community looking at these pictures and it’s sad so many nice old properties have been demolished over the years to make way for the modern, are the terraced houses in the first image still there?

The photo of 3 children standing together, the boy on the left has one roller skate on – I wonder what happened to the other one?

By: Eve

Eve — Wed, 18 Jun 2025 08:49:10 +0000

Betwixt shadows of Dickensian London & the new dawn of sixties vibrancy, working class East enders didn’t know they were poor…

By: ANDY STROWMAN

ANDY STROWMAN — Wed, 18 Jun 2025 05:05:59 +0000

Makes me feel good looking at these photos .