Life in Mead Road – by CL

I don’t know what year they moved in [to Mead Road] but I was born in it in 1934 so they must have been in the house then.  They were second in the house I don’t know who was there before.  Yes it was all families, and it was a narrow road and we used to see the old milkman come down with his old horse and cart and the bread roundsman.  They used to come down the road and Mead Road is very narrow and that’s all you got down there, horse and carts, there wasn’t cars or anything like that, like it is now, well it’s everywhere isn’t it?

Can you remember the first family to get a car? Yes, a bloke called Bendall, funnily enough lived in the last house in this road right down the end and he had a garage round the corner. That was unusual, I don’t what his car was now but he used to put it in there all the time.   You couldn’t get out of Mead Road, it was a dead end.  Because behind that was the sewerage farm.  Oh that was a bit rich at times you know.  You got a whiff of that now and again but it was right down the end and this thing swirling round all day keeping it down, but it was strange time seeing you never went down Mead Road.  I suppose everyone came our way.

There was an alleyway behind my house and it ends right at the end, it ends, I can’t think what the number was but we used to cut right through the garden of this house and he used to be the local, he used to drive a, no he wasn’t a milk float man, he used to deliver the stuff up from the farm up to London, horse and cart and he’d take up the food to .. Covent Garden? Yes, somewhere round there in that sort of area.  He used to go up there with a horse and cart all the way.  I’ll get his name in a minute.   With salads?  Yes, with salads, Payne his name was, Mr Payne and he sat on the front of those little horse and carts and he would sit up the front.  He was always on it old Mr Payne.