History

“No Pasaran!”

“Where Are the Faces We Seek?” This extract from a contemporary poem gives a flavour of the 1930s. You’ll hear about the Means Test which was, in essence, a vicious attack on the unemployed living on the dole during the Great Depression when unemployment as a national average reached 25%. The extract shows how domestic and foreign policies were intertwined,   ‘Where are the faces we seek, the British faces? Let the living answer the roll call of the dead … Where are those who tramping on Means Test marches Knew that the road they had taken against oppression Led to the front in Spain The shouts in Trafalgar Square of “No Pasaran!”’   Narration: The rise of Hitler in 1933 and his aggressive foreign policy led socialists and communists and liberals and men and women of all persuasions that a stand had to be taken when Franco led a fascist revolt against the democratically elected Spanish government in 1936. There was a belief that if fascism could be stopped in Spain, then that united front would show fascist powers such as Italy and Germany that war would not pay. In short, victory against fascist aggression in Spain could deter further wars. Working women and men, the unemployed and the intelligentsia began to make their way to Spain in the face of opposition and disapproval from British government. Many without passports walked the Pyrenees and made their way to the universal front that separated freedom from oppression and the rise of European fascism. The British government refused to heed the warnings from Spain.  Ignoring German and Italian aggression in Spain,...

A People’s History Chapter Nine

A MISCELLANY OF HISTORY A TEXTUAL WEAVING OF A CABINET OF CURIOSITIES A TEXTUAL SAMPLER Chapter Nine   A few parish register entries: Nympsfield 1719 Daniel ‘a black stranger’ buried. Nympsfield 1773 Francis London ‘a servant to the Rt. Hon. Lord Ducie – supposed...

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The Old Curiosity Railway Shop

The Railway Curiosity Shop of Wonder in John Street, Stroud Alec is always busy in his shop, Mending clocks and repairing engines, Walking past trucks and carriages and bottles and level crossings – But when sunlight flashed through the rainswept window, Alec,...

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Between the Lines

BETWEEN THE LINES BY RICHARD DRY          I grew up in the 1970s in Stonehouse, just off Oldends Lane on the edge of the Park Estate, smack-bang in the middle between two main railway lines. Looking north from my bedroom window, the Stroud to Gloucester line sat...

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Pride comes before a Fall

Pride comes before a Fall You know the shop in John Street with all the bottles and jars and bikes and signs outside, and all the vintage toy railway engines inside: all those toy trucks and carriages and level crossings and signals and oh so much more. The one by...

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Dirty Old Stroud by Richard Dry

DIRTY OLD STROUD Before Stroud had a by-pass – or a Waitrose – it had a scrapyard. The Salvage and Recovery yard stretched all the way from what is now Travis Perkins to the railway viaduct, filling the space between the Stroudwater Canal and the River Frome. The...

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