FRANCIS FRITH

I believe everyone who lived in Crouch End (also Muswell Hill) during the period 1941-71 were very lucky as the area offered virtually everything one would ever wish for. In fact, although I now live in Norfolk I retain very happy memories of good ol' Crouch End. My first memory of living there was playing on a carpet in my grandparent's back garden and watching a doodlebug roaring overhead, then being rushed into our air-raid shelter.

I was born on 5 May 1941, a week or so prior to the end of The Blitz. I went to Rokesley School, then to Crouch End Junior School (which I hated). Then, failing the old Eleven Plus I attended Crouch End Secondary Modern where I seemed to come into my own. I featured in a number of operetta's, was vice captain of the school cricket team and of my house (HB - Household Battalion). I was a school prefect and was selected to attended the MCC cricket school at Alexandra Palace and I played for the borough of Hornsey. I also had trials for Middlesex.

In my early teens any happy hours were spent on the bridge at Hornsey Railway Station collecting train numbers. Some Sunday mornings with a couple of friends, we would catch a local train from Hornsey to Kings X, after checking which engines were there and noting the numbers we'd nip on to St Pancras, Euston, Liverpool Street, then Waterloo before returning home for lunch.

Thinking back, we in Crouch End were very well catered for regarding a choice of cinema. There was the Ritz and Odeon at Muswell Hill, the Rex East Finchley, the Rex and Gaumont Wood Green, not forgetting the ABC at Turnpike Lane whilst further along Green Lanes was the rather drubby Coliseum, Finsbury Park offered The Astoria and another Gaumont. We were also well catered for regarding variety entertainment courtesy of Finsbury Park and Wood Green Empire's.

We all remember the 212 (now W7) bus which ran from Muswell Hill Broadway to Finsbuy Park Tube Station. Then there was the 41 from Archway to Tottenham Hale, and the 233 (now W2) which ran from Finsbury Park Tube Station to Northumberland Avenue, Tottenham. As a youngster I would take the 41 to Turnpike Lane then a trolleybus to Harringay Stadium, where I went every week as a keen supporter of the Harringay Racers speedway team. There were also visits to Harringay Arena for ice hockey and the massive Christmas Circus staged by Tom Arnold, not forgetting such ice shows such as Chu Chin Chow and Rose Marie. I saw the Tom Mix Rodeo at the Arena and the Don Cossack display team at the Stadium following which was a visit by the Hollywood Stunt drivers.

In the late 30's my mother worked at Wilson's, she later worked at the then new Telephone House on Crouch End Hill, she was also good friends with the wife of the owner of Arctic Furs. My first grown up suit at the age of fourteen was courtesy of John Temple, although a year later Mum directed me to the finest of fine tailors, Raymond Mather who then made my suits, jackets, blazer and trousers for the next twelve years. Who remembers Palace Motors in Park Road, opposite Palace Road which was owned by Jack Flock and run by his sons Stan, Tony and John? Being taken to choose a toy (usually a Dinky car) at Souch's in Park Road was a great treat to a young lad. Next door to Mr Souch was a fish & chip shop, although the best fish & chips were at Gold's in Archway, my grandpa and I would get a 41 bus there to get wonderful skate chips and bring them back for supper at home. I often recall seeing Colin Chapman buzzing along Park Road in one of his Lotus sports racing cars. In fact the first Lotus was built in a workshop owned by Clive Claremont in Shanklin Road (off Park Road). Clive also owned a magnificent rare black American car, a Cord, which was often seen outside the Maynard Arms on the corner of Lynton Road, where my maternal grandparents lived. Opposite the Maynard was the surgery of firstly Dr Girling, secondly Dr Acres, then Dr Ellis. Chapman evntually opened his Lotus works next to Hornsey Railway Station.

Thinking back to school holidays, Alexandra Palace was a wonderful playground, we would often hire a rowing boat and/or ride our bikes around the grounds. There was also the roller skating rink at Ally Pally, now an ice rink, damn it. I recall two stays in Hornsey Cottage Hospital, once for tonsils, then concussion, a wonderful old hospital. Next to the hospital was Hornsey Swimming Pool. 5/- old money for a season ticket, any day all day. After two or three hours of wafting around in the water at 53-57 degrees F and turning bluish, you could stagger shivering into the cafeteria for a hot bovril.The pool was next to one entrance to Crouch End playing fields where you could find numerous cricket and tennis clubs before arriving at Queens Woods. I shall not overlook Priory Park where we could play football or cricket although we were not permitted to ride our bicycles there. I left Crouch End in 1973 when I married and moved to Fulham, but by then there had been major council changes and Crouch End became very run down and dowdy, then like a Phoenix it rose again and is now, so I understand, a fashionable area in which to reside again.....good ol' Crouch End!

A memory shared by Malcolm Cook on Apr 13th, 2014. Send Malcolm Cook a message.