At Chatham Royal Dockyard

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Cliff, HMS Gannett – Deeds not words.
Behold the ancient mariner I met at Chatham Dockyard. After a long career navigating the seven seas, he now guides visitors around HMS Gannett permanently berthed in a dry dock on the Medway.
Over three hundred years, more than four hundred warships were constructed here and, during the eighteenth century, Chatham became one of this country’s largest industrial sites. Even today – thirty years after it ceased to be a working dockyard – the legacy of this endeavour over such a long period and on such a scale is awe-inspiring.
The vast wooden vault of the covered slipway, dating from 1834, is something akin to a cathedral or an aircraft hangar, and climbing up into the roof is a spatial experience of vertiginous amazement. At the other end of the dockyard, a ropewalk contains a room that is a quarter of a mile long for spinning yarn into cables. Midway between these two, I discovered the Commissioner’s Garden, offering a horticultural oasis in the midst of all this industry with a seventeenth century Mulberry at its heart.
Yet as my feet grew weary, my sense of wonder grew troubled by more complicated thoughts and emotions. The countless thousands that laboured long and hard in this dockyard through the centuries produced the maritime might which permitted Britain to wrestle control of the Atlantic from the French and the Spanish, and build its global empire, delivering incalculable wealth at the expense of the people in its colonial territories.
For better or worse, to see the machinery of this history made manifest at Chatham is an experience of wonder tinged with horror which cannot be easily reconciled, yet it is an inescapable part of this country’s identity that compels our attention if we are to understand our own past.

Horatio Nelson

HMS Gannet (1878)



The covered slipway (1838)

The covered slip was designed by Sir Robert Sebbings, Surveyor to the Navy Board & former Shipwright





HMS Ocelot (1962)


HMS Cavalier (1944)


Threads of yarn are twisted to make twine


Rope continues to be manufactured today in the ropewalk

Machinery from 1811 is still in use

The rope walk dates from 1729



Women were employed from 1864 when mechanisation was introduced

Officers’ houses (1722-33)

The Cashier’s Office where Charles Dickens’ father John Dickens worked as a clerk, 1817-22

Figures and coat of arms from HMS Chatham (1911) on the Admiral’s Offices

Sail & Colour Loft (1734) where the sails for HMS Victory were made

Admiral’s Offices (1808) with George III’s coat of arms

Entrance to the Commissioner’s Garden


Seventeenth century Mulberry tree in the Commissioner’s Garden







Richard Wellesley, brother of the Duke of Wellington, and Royal Dockyard Church (1755)

Main Gate (1720) with arms of George I
Visit CHATHAM HISTORIC DOCKYARD, open every day from February until November
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Very interesting GA, for me as my Great Grandfather Worked here as a Ship carpenter in the 18th century, records show. Worked on many ships for the Royal Navy, up unto late 1890s. Then moved to Bethnal Green, with his Family, my Grandfather it seems followed on, opening his own cigar box manufacturing company. Then Pubs, and Public Transport. Be Well.
What a cracking set of historic photographs!
Thank you for sharing these with us.
I have got to go and see myself now.
Thanks for all your hard work and our daily updates of your wonderful blog.
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All the best
Mark
Interesting history and some great pics here!
Our understanding of the price of Empire makes experiences like this ambigous. We cannot erase the past, we can only come to terms with it.
On a lighter note, I remember my dad taking my son to visit Chatham Docks around twenty-odd years ago. They loved it. I think my dad would go on his own, he enjoyed it so much.
It is very many years since I visited Chatham Dockyard, but it was a cracking day out then and I expect it is just as good now. How I wish I were near enough, fit enough and young enough to go again!