Walks

“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,...
From Crickdale to Lechlade

From Crickdale to Lechlade

I arrive at William Cobbett’s rotten borough of Cricklade: ‘I passed through that villainous hole … the labourers look very poor, dwellings little better than pig beds and their food nearly equal to that of a pig. This Wiltshire is a horrible county.’ But last...

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The Weavers and Workhouse Walk

Also see Angela’s website by clicking here! Well, that was a walk, that was, and even though it’s over, it’s hard to let it go. Well over one hundred people gathered in the Ale House in Stroud for the stroll through Stroud up to the cemetery, and then other...

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London Pub Pilgrimage: A Baker’s Dozen Or So

London Pub Pilgrimage: A Baker’s Dozen Or So

Buddleia in broad gauge bloom down on Stroud station, Crazy golf flags out at the Brunel Goods Shed, The 9.08 to Paddington (1966 and all that in the newspapers), Then the Bakerloo to Oxford Circus, And early doors into the Argyll Arms (‘Example of fin de siècle...

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A Walk around Selsey and the Stanleys and Stroud

A Walk around Selsey and the Stanleys and Stroud

Walking and/or Cycling: Roads and Lanes not Fields Sometimes, I like to walk paths, lanes and roads, rather than the fields: a route that can also be cycled on another occasion; or held in reserve for a wet winter spell, when the fields are waterlogged. The following...

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Walking through the Great War in Bristol

Walking through the Great War in Bristol

It was eleven o’clock, on a sunshine Sunday in July, When we gathered together to way-fare through time, In Bristol, at Temple Meads station forecourt: The carriage doors of remembrance troop trains Slamming shut, as whistles blew To take troops over the top, To a new...

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Suburban Stroud Psychogeography

Suburban Stroud Psychogeography

The walk into town from Coronation Road is seemingly nondescript, It’s easy to ignore the street names’ indication of their dates of construction: Coronation Road, King’s Road, Queen’s Road – The death of Edward, the accession of George; It’s easy to miss the...

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