Notting Hill is west of central London. I went there the
other day with Marilyn my wife and my youngest daughter, Abigail. It was a sunny
Saturday and our British summer seemed at last to have arrived. Marilyn and I
had not been to Portobello Road in Notting Hill for years.
It seemed an
inviting prospect because it is a vibrant lively area bursting with new talent,
entrepreneurs, artists and musicians. Outside of Waterloo Station we got on the
154 bus to Oxford Circus and then transferred to a 94 bus heading for Notting
Hill. We passed slowly along Oxford Street. The crowds were immense on the
pavements, coloured by the thousands wearing Bayern Munich and Borussia
Dortmund football shirts; the two finalists in this year’s European Cup Final
at Wembley. It was the day of the cup final. The traffic was slow and congested
but gradually we passed from the shopping mayhem which is Oxford Street past
the elegant façade of Selfridges, its fabulous art nouveau clock surmounting its
broad entrance canopy, on to Marble Arch and continuing on along the leafy and
cool Bayswater Road. Late Victorian and Georgian white stucco buildings were on
the right and Hyde Park on the left. Eventually passing Queensway and Bayswater
with its tube station on the corner and shops full of ethnic vibrancy and
diversity we continued on to Holland Park Road and Notting Hill Gate
Underground Station. We got off the bus near the tube station entrance. There
were some road works which prevented traffic going further and the bus was
directed south along a diversion route but there was a pedestrian walkway by
the side of the road works so we could walk on further to the beginning of Pembridge
Road which leads to Portobello Road. The Notting Hill area is full of a variety
of multicultural shops. It is an area where immigrants, especially West
Indians, settled in the 1950’s. For many years it was run down and poor.
Portobello Road
Notting Hill
In the early 18th century the area now known as
Notting Hill was countryside. Portobello Farm was situated where the Portobello
Road and Golbourne Road now meet at the northern extremity of Portobello Road.
St Joseph’s Convent built by Dominican nuns in 1864 and now a Spanish cultural
centre is on the site of the old farm. Up to 1740 the road was called Green
Lane but soon after 1740 it was renamed Portobello after the Spanish town in
Panama called Puerto Bello. The town was captured by Admiral Edward Vernon
during an obscure sea battle called, The War of Jenkins Ear. The War lasted
from 1739 to 1748 but was largely over by 1742. It had been instigated by the
Spanish boarding a British merchant ship and during the affray Robert Jenkins,
the captain of the merchantman, had his ear sliced off by a Spaniard. This
caused a war between the British and the Spanish. The British wanted the
Spanish to keep to their trading treaties with Britain. From the 1850’s onwards
the Notting Hill developed as it is today with fine Victorian housing, mews and
many shops.
In 1864 Portobello farm was sold to some Dominican nuns who
had St Joseph’s Convent built. The high brick walled convent is still there
today at the most northern part of Portobello Road once you have walked
underneath the Westway Flyover and the London underground railway bridge.
Acklam Road is on the right beside the flyover and Golborne Road cutting across
the top of Portobello Road is not far. The convent is a Spanish cultural centre
these days.
Aklam Road is an extension of the Portobello Market and
local traders sell food clothing and other artefacts from their stalls. At that
part of the Westway Flyover, using the roadway as its roof and taking up a
large space underneath, there as a bar and free music club. Marlilyn, Abi and I
had a beer and listened to a great singer accompanied by her acoustic guitar
playing colleague. He was the songwriter and accompanist and she had an amazing
voice. We could have stayed there forever. Three West Indian gentlemen sat
impassively on a large sofa nearby, pitch black shades, fingers encrusted in
gold rings resting on their knees, black leather homburg hats shading their
faces, staring straight forwards, not a smile between them.
Music venue under the Westway Flyover
Walking along Pembridge Road from Holland Park Avenue Marilyn
Abi and I turned into Portobello Road at the southern end. There were crowds of
people. A few tourists were taking pictures of the quaint, pastel painted early Victorian terraces with their front
doors straight on to the pavement, some with small gardens with shrubs and
trees and then a young American lady,
who was walking just behind, me gasped and exclaimed ,” George Orwell!” On one
of these small terraced houses hidden behind a tree was indeed a blue plaque commemorating
the sojourn of George Orwell.
George Orwell lived here.
I took a photograph and we moved on into the
hubbub and massed humanity that is Portobello Road with its fabulous antique
stalls, bric a brac, fruit and vegetables, new fashions and second hand goods.
Stalls and shops on the Portobello Road.
Portobello Road is a tourist attraction but it is also
struggling to keep its local identity. There is a Salvation Army centre for the
homeless and impoverished. Half way down the street there is the old Electric
Cinema which is nowadays, since 1996, the focus for the Portobello Film
festival once a year and is converted into a plush avant garde art cinema
inside with sofas and arm chairs scattered about for the clientele. There is a
junior school and crèche and at the far end near St Joseph’s Convent there is
some housing where many immigrant families still live. The popularity of
Notting Hill has gentrified much of the area but there is still a vibrant core
of immigrant people who live in the area and give it its distinctive character.
Locals still have their food stalls and second hand clothing stalls.
Crowds.
To set
yourself up as a stall holder in the Portobello Road is reasonably easy. You
have to have an approved product to sell. Another tea shirt stall is not going
to get you a pitch however. You must take out a public liability insurance
policy covering £5 million and then all you need to do is go along to
Kensington and Chelsea Town Hall and for £12 register as a street trader. From
Monday to Friday you will be given a pitch based on a lottery process and you
will have to pay £12 for the day. At the weekend the price can go up to £45 for
a day but of course at the weekends you will have the foreign hoards and you
will make a fortune.
Street musician playing rockabilly
.
Some of my favourite stalls in the Portobello Road include those that sell second books and a stall that sells old film cameras. Another specialises in
1930’s fur coats. Some stalls sell the most exquisite silverware, gravy boats,
salt sellers and ornate silver tureens. There is one stall that specialises in
military gas masks. There are a whole range of shops selling high quality
antiques including a variety of artefacts and furniture. The street is
punctuated by restaurants, cafes and street performers. One gentlemen stood
legs akimbo, clad in baggy jeans with turn ups, soft suede shoes and baggy white shirt with brillcreamed hair; his whole body vibrating, strumming
vigorously, a great loose stringed
double base, pounding out old rock and roll rhythms. He had quite a crowd
gathered round him smiling and enjoying the energy.
Bric a brac stall.
Portobello Road is famous in popular culture. We all know
the film, "Notting Hill," with Hugh Grant and Julia Roberts which was largely
filmed in The Portobello Road. Madonna, when she was married to Guy Ritchie
owned a pub nearby and lived in Notting Hill. Us Brits call Madonna
affectionately , "Madge,” but she never did like that. In 1950, the cult film,
Blue Lamp, was filmed in the area. The road is mentioned in the 1960’s novel, The
Chinese Agent. It features in the childrens film ,Bedknobs and Broomsticks. It
is also a favourite haunt of Paddington Bear from Michael Bond’s series of
children’s books. It has featured too in television programmes such as, Minder, and ,Bargain Hunt. Blur, reference Portobello Road in one of their songs. It
also features on the original Monopoly Board game.
Contemplating life in the Portobello Road.
Notting Hill has had its fair share of problems. In 1958 the
Notting Hill race riots began over an argument between a Swedish lady called
Majbritt Morrison and her black West Indian husband. A white woman with a black
lover or husband was not easily accepted back in the 1950’s. After the Second World
War many immigrants had come to this country from Jamaica and other Caribbean
islands to work on the London Underground and in the National Health Service
hospitals but some white groups such as the teddy boys, didn’t like this
infiltration of black people and often fights would be instigated at the
slightest provocation. This is what happened in Notting Hill. Some teddy boys
had seen Raymond Morrison attack his white wife Majbritt. They saw him in the
street the next day and attacked him. This instigated groups of black youths to
roam the streets looking for the teddy boys. The riots that ensued lasted for
three nights. Claudia Jones, a black woman, wanted to do something to stop this
sort of aggression. The following year she began what is now termed the Notting
Hill Carnival which has now become the largest carnival in Europe and is held
at the end of August every year in the streets of Notting Hill. Marilyn and I
went to three Notting Hill carnivals in early 1980’s. The vibrancy, colour and
the music is fantastic. Half a million attend the carnival now every year over
the carnival weekend. The streets are full of floats with bands playing great
music. There are garishly and brightly adorned carnival dancing groups and the
whole exudes peace , joy, fun and has a great energy. I remember the
unbelievable West Indian sound systems with gigantic speakers booming out body
vibrating base sounds. Reggae is great!!!!! So many peace loving Rastafarians
too, fill the streets. Our ears have never recovered.
Erno Goldfinger's Trellick Tower in Golbourne Road.
One of the most famous or perhaps infamous places in Notting
Hill is Trellick Tower situated not far from the north end of Portobello Road
just along the Golborne Road. It was built in1966. It is thirty one stories
high and is built in what has been termed, the brutalist style.. In other words
it is made of unforgiving concrete. Many of our university campuses were expanded
in the 1960’s using his very same style of architecture. Trellick Tower is an important example of this style and has become a grade II listed
building. This means that it must not be demolished and its outside appearance
cannot be altered. It is an example of architecture from a particular period in
history. It was designed by Erno Goldfinger. Yes, you may well have a double
take at that name. Goldfinger was a ruthless gentleman and a rather aggressive character. Ian Flemming, one day while on the golf course with
one of Erno Goldfinger’s colleagues had to submit to this gentleman pouring out his feelings about Goldfinger. It was after that that Ian Flemming decided
to use Goldfinger's name in one of his novels. Goldfinger threatened to sue Flemming
over the use of his name but Flemming pointed out that if they went to court it
would be Goldfinger who would be shown to be a bully and an unsavoury character.
Goldfinger dropped the suit and Flemming used his name.
Wearing shiny silver boots walking along Golbourne Road.
Trellick Tower is mostly social housing but some of the
flats have been privately bought. They provide an amazing view over London.
However they do have structural problems. They are not very well insulated and
can be cold in the winter. To improve the insulation the whole exterior would
have to be renewed. At the present time this would cost the Borough of
Kensington and Chelsea too much money. There has been both a murder and a rape
as well as various assaults in the foyer over the years and this caused the
residents association of the tower to get the council to provide a coded entry
system and a concierge in the entrance. In 1988 the tower was used in the film,
Queen and Country, starring Denzil Washington.
When I was in London in 1982, Paul and I visited Notting Hill and the shops of Oxford Street. All I can remember is stacks and stacks of China dishes.
ReplyDeleteMary, I'm not quite sure how to reply to you on this one.
DeleteI hope now, you know a bit more about where you were!!!!!!
All the best,
Tony
In 1982, Paul and I spent 21 days in England, Scotland and Wales. By the time we got to London (the end of our trip), we were on sensory overload! I'm not much of a shopper, but I was looking for souvenirs. That's the only reason I remember being in Notting Hill and on Oxford Street. I'm actually using your post for background for a mystery I'm writing. Your timing was perfect.
ReplyDeleteMary, I feel honoured.
ReplyDeleteAll the best,
Tony
Tony, your "It seemed an inviting prospect because it is a vibrant lively area bursting with ..." made me smile. It's what I would say if writing a travel article about a place I hated but was trying to present in a positive light for the benefit of those who enjoy that sort of thing. To an introvert, at least this one, "a vibrant lively area bursting with [whatever]" READS "a crushingly crowded area overflowing with too many people, things, sights, sounds and smells"! Notting Hill will definitely not be on my itinerary! I'll be seeking out the quiet places, little oases of serenity. And I'm not much of a shopper, though there is always room in my house for another book or piece of china!
ReplyDeleteJean I see what you mean. Marilyn and I had honestly not been to Notting Hill since the last time we went to the Carnival in the mid 1980's. I might have worded it like that because I wasn't sure what it was going to be like today. We had a lovely day. I must admit that back in the 1980's there were more West Indians and many of the shops and stalls served the local community more than is evident today. But the Portobello Road has always had a reputation for bric a brac and antique stalls. I am sure you would love all the ethnic food stalls situated at the north end of Portobello Road near the flyover, where the music venue is. Also many of the pubs in the area provide great quality food. There is a well known cake shop half way down the Portobello Road called ,"Hummingbird Cakes," which you might have heard of.I think it's an American company.They have a few bakeries in various parts of London.Marilyn, Abi and I tried one each.They were a little too light and fluffy for my liking. I like a cake with more substance. Here is a link. http://hummingbirdbakery.com/
ReplyDeleteOn the other hand you would NOT have enjoyed the crowds as you say.
All the best,
Tony
I was born in Portobello Road in 1945 and the only aspiration we had was to get out!!!
ReplyDeleteLondonJohn you are right. Lots of places in London were poor and tough. Nowadays things have changed I know.Happy New Year to you.
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