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Postscript Books

You know what it’s like, Christmas is over for another year and the cold, dark days of January loom ahead like a tunnel with no light at the end. Your credit card is in intensive care and you’ve promised to give it a month-long period of rest and recuperation. Then a book catalogue drops through the letter box. You know you should throw it straight into the box for recycling paper but you can’t / don’t and you find yourself flicking through its pages.

Postscript books specialise in ‘high quality overstocks and out of print books’. I’ve bought books from them before, but not for a while, you have to admire their persistance.

I’m irritated to see that the catalogue includes ‘The World’s War’ by David Olusoga. Irritated because this book shouldn’t be appearing in a pile of ‘remaindered’ titles, every last copy should have been sold, but also because this handsome hardback can now be had for £4.99 and we paid, an already heavily reduced, £10 for our copy two years ago. Resisting the urge to hurl the catalogue into the bin, I identify a dozen or more titles that look really interesting.

But the house isn’t getting any bigger, the walls aren’t magically expanding to accommodate an ever growing trove of books and so I narrow my selection down to just two: ‘Caribbean Volunteers at War’ by David Johnson (£19.99 from Amazon but on offer from Postscript at just £7.99); and ‘Caribbean Roots’ a double CD of poetry, read by the poets themselves, from the British Library archive (Amazon price: £15.94, Postscript price: £5.99).

I find myself apologising out loud to my credit card but, I explain, even allowing for postage, I am ‘saving’ £20. I know my card understands.

If you would like to join me in my folly, here is a link to Postscript Books eclectic, something for everyone, catalogue: https://www.psbooks.co.uk/?gclid=Cj0KCQiAyZLSBRDpARIsAH66VQKgzN6IVn-59MaEWH9fq9H1D61s2PAYsUNbAQdLnydhWC-r8euwiMMaAln2EALw_wcB

I’m sorry if I am leading you astray!

They came before the Windrush

Most people reading this will be well aware that the Empire Windrush docked at Tilbury on 21st June 1948. A whole generation has been named after the Windrush but less well known is that other ships had arrived earlier. One such ship was the Almanzora which docked at Southampton on 21st December 1947. Among the 200 or so people who disembarked was Allan Charles Wilmot.

Seventy years to the day after disembarking, Allan Wilmot spoke at an event in Brixton: ‘They came before the Windrush’. Born in 1925 in Jamaica, Wilmot is now 92 but is still in very fine form and it was a privilege to hear him speak.

His book: ‘Now You Know’ may be hard to come by (I couldn’t find it on Amazon or ABE books) but, if you can get hold of a copy it is well worth reading and includes a number of lovely photographs. One, showing Wilmot in his Navy uniform in November 1941, shows a very young man who looks little more than a boy (at the event Wilmot said he had lied about his age as he was so keen to enlist).

Wilmot served in the Royal Navy on a minesweeper in the Caribbean. He described this as a ‘suicide mission’. It was alright during the daylight hours when you had a good chance of seeing the mines you were searching for, but at night… Later he joined the RAF and was based at RAF Calshot, near Southampton where he was involved in Air-Sea rescue work.

So, when the Almanzora docked, Wilmot was returning to a country he had already visited and served during the war. He found the welcome far less hospitable than it had been when he was in uniform. Finding accommodation was difficult (landlords were openly hostile: ‘no Irish, no coloureds, no dogs’) and sometimes he resorted to catching the last tube train at night and sleeping on it until the morning. Employment opportunities were also limited and he did his share of dish washing before securing work in a book shop and subsequently with the Post Office.

Wilmot was also able to carve out a successful career as a musician, principally with a group called The Southlanders. You may think you don’t know any of their songs but, if you are of a certain age, you may recall their novelty hit that featured Wilmot growling ‘I am a mole and I live in a hole’! Allan spoke enthusiastically about the many showbiz personalities he had met during his career, from Bob Hope to Shirley Bassey and Sammy Davis Jnr.

OK, so you couldn’t be at the event, but you can see an interview with Allan Charles Wilmot here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D9-Fbz7Qed8

It’s the next best thing to seeing him in person.

Black Music in Europe: A Hidden History

If you missed the first programme in Clarke Peters’ series on the hidden history of Black music in Europe you can still listen to it here: http://www.bbc.co.uk/programmes/b09jd32b (not sure how long this link will work, so catch it while you can). This programme covered the years 1900 to 1910 and the next episode (on Radio 4, Boxing Day at 9.00) will continue the story into the years of the First World War.

Peters visited Bonn in Germany where he met Rainer Lotz, a collector with the most amazing collection of early Black music. At its peak his basement contained maybe 60,000 discs. He has slimmed it down to about 25,000 ‘to save my marriage’! Recordings include one fragile disc that is the only surviving copy as well as a song recorded by Fela Kuti’s grandfather.

Truly fascinating stuff, even before it touched on our favourite classical composer, Samuel Coleridge-Taylor.

Well worth a listen.

John Edward Parris – A Black soldier in World War One

In recent years historians have become increasingly interested in documenting the part that Black people played in the 1st World War. For almost a century their contribution has been ignored. As David Olusoga commented recently, there comes a point where ‘the omission of Black people from history begins to look less like an accident and more like a deliberate strategy.’

Historians like Stephen Bourne (in his book ‘Black Poppies’) and Ray Costello (in ‘Black Tommies’) have, along with Olusoga and others, been attempting to redress the balance.

One problem historians face is how you identify whether a historical figure actually was Black. Generally the available records do not include any reference to ethnicity and so other means must be used.

Family history can play a part, as it did with our recently published book ‘The Walker Brothers and their Legacy’. That book came about because a lady, Maria Downer, recalled that her father and his two brothers had all served in the so called ‘Great War’. Research online and at the National Archives at Kew was able to put flesh on the bones of Maria’s story.

Another avenue is to look at Black people who achieved a degree of fame and trace their stories back through time. There are many examples, for instance Randolph Turpin, who was briefly a Black boxing world champion, had a Black father, Lionel, who is known to have served in the British Army in France (both Bourne and Costello have written about Turpin). We are proud to be able to add another ‘discovery’ to the list -John Edward (‘Eddie’) Parris.

Eddie Parris (junior) is believed to have been the first Black player to represent Wales at football. But, as far as we know at Historycal Roots, no one had thought to trace the story of Eddie’s parents. Bill Hern has now done so and, as a result, we have successfully identified another Black man who served in the 1st World War. Eddie Parris (senior) now has his own page in the ‘Forgotten History’ section of the Historycal Roots site and you can read his story there.

Well done to Bill Hern for bringing Eddie’s contribution to light.

Bajan soldiers in World War One

Bill Hern’s review of Commonwealth War Graves Commission (CWGC) graves from the First World War on Barbados is now complete – there are articles on the Historycal Roots site covering the twelve soldiers who are commemorated on the island by a CWGC headstone. The articles are arranged in alphabetical order from Archer to Yard.

The first to enlist was Martin Luther Taitt (September 1915), the last was Fitz Grandison (in May 1917). Taitt also has the distinction of having served the longest – he died in a military hospital in Trinidad on 31st August 1919 having served almost exactly four years.

Bill has no further excuse to visit Barbados which makes his decision to go again early in 2018 all the more strange, perhaps it isn’t just the opportunity to do research on behalf of Historycal Roots that attracts him?!

Congratulations to Bill on completing his project and do please contact us if you are a descendent of any of these brave men..

Call Mr Robeson

Just how well known is the name Paul Robeson these days? That was a question Tayo Aluko asked during the Q&A session that followed his one man show ‘Call Mr Robeson’ in South Norwood’s Stanley Halls recently. And is he better remembered in the UK than in his native USA?

If the knowledgeable audience that filled the Stanley Halls was anything to go by the name of Paul Robeson is far from forgotten but Tayo commented that when he spoke to people in America about the singer, actor and political activist he often got blank looks. This is a state of affairs that Tayo is determined to change.

Born in New Jersey in 1898, Robeson was the son of a man who had been born as an enslaved person. Robeson became only the third Black student to attend the prestigious Rutgers College. He fought racism and injustice throughout his life, making himself exceptionally unpopular with the American authorities by closely associating himself with communism.

Perhaps best known for singing ‘Ole Man River’ in the film ‘Showboat’ he enjoyed a successful film career (a personal favourite is ‘Proud Valley’ filmed on location in a South Wales mining community) and as a singer. He also performed on stage, for instance taking the title role in a London production of ‘Othello’.

Tayo Aluko’s one man play is a powerful evocation of Robeson’s life. The stage is littered with Robeson memorabilia, all from Tayo’s personal collection. Occasionally during the play he picked up a letter or theatre bill and used it as a prop to support the narrative. His singing voice was powerful but, probably inevitably, could not quite match Robeson’s own deeply resonant tone.

There is a DVD of the show, it was available on the night but I’m not sure where else it can be obtained. So here is a short extract from the show:

An Evening With Maria Downer

The Guyana High Commission recently hosted ‘An Evening with Maria Downer’. Maria, her husband, Patrick and the Historycal Roots team did a presentation to a packed house:

Maria is co-author of ‘The Walker Brothers and Their Legacy’ which tells the story of her father’s service in World War One. Her two uncles also served, making this the only example that has yet come to light of three Black brothers serving in that war. There must have been other examples and we would love to hear about them.

The brothers, who were born in Barbados but moved to British Guiana when their father died, enlisted with the British West Indies Regiment. Maria’s father, Milton, was one of the first to join the newly established regiment, his service number was 272 and he enlisted in October 1915. His brothers, Leonard (service number 6519) and Clarence (number 9221), enlisted later but all three served in the campaign in Egypt and Palestine during 1917 and 1918. There is no way of knowing but it is lovely to think that they re-united at some stage and truly became ‘brothers in arms’.

Maria concluded the evening by urging everyone present to think about their own family history because what the story of the Walker brothers has shown is that there is a lot of fascinating Black history hidden away in the minds (and attics) of the current generation, history that needs to be recorded before it is lost forever.

After the presentation the authors signed copies of the book before everyone tucked into the food and drink provided by Maria with the help of her friends.

We would like to thank the High Commissioner, His Excellency, Hamley Case, for making the High Commission available for this event.

Windrush 70: the next stage (live calypso!)

Two members of the Historycal Roots team attended the next in the planned series of Windrush 70 events recently. Hosted at the welcoming MAA MAAT Cultural Centre in Tottenham High Road, the event was led by Arthur Torrington, ‘Mr Windrush’ himself.

There were informative talks about Haiti (Cecil Guzmore) and Reparations (Esther Stanford-Xosei). Both speakers were deeply knowledgeable about their subjects and their talks were thought provoking but would it be frivolous of me to confess that the contributions from the several calypsonians present (including Alexander ‘D’ Great and DeAlberto) were the highlight of the day?

I mentioned to Alexander during a break that I hadn’t been able to fully enjoy his contribution in Windrush Square on Remembrance Sunday because one of the WW2 veterans had asked me to use his i-pad to take photos, I’d never used an i-pad before so this was rather nerve wracking as there was only one chance to get the shots he wanted. When Alexander was asked to fill in a brief gap in proceedings while the IT was set up for the next session he reprised his calypso from the previous weekend and graciously agreed that I could film and share it. What a trouper he is, keeping his focus while people scrabbled around with the IT behind him!

This song was used for the closing credits of a BBC programme ‘Fighting for King and Country’. If you share a love of calypso and would like to know more about Alexander’s work you can find him here: http://www.alexanderdgreat.net/Home.html

‘Remembered – In Memoriam’

Following the commemoration event in Windrush Square on Remembrance Sunday ‘Remembered: In Memoriam’ was officially launched in Brixton library:

This is a handsome hardcover volume, described as ‘an anthology of African and Caribbean experience in WW1 & WW2’.

A number of the writers who contributed were present including Nairobi Thompson who hosted the event and did her best to keep co-editor Jak Beula’s excited enthusiasm in check (a difficult job, adroitly done).

Mind you, his enthusiasm was understandable, this is an important publication which, as he proudly pointed out, includes a message of support from Her Majesty The Queen.

In addition to Nairobi, other writers on stage included Professor Gus John, Marika Sherwood, Esther Stanford-Xosei, Dr Onyeka Nubia and Patrick Vernon. Other authors and special guests were in the audience and it was a real pleasure to meet Walter Tull’s great nephew who had traveled down from Scotland specially for the event. If I understood correctly Nairobi is herself a great, great niece of Walter so this was something of a Tull family gathering. Walter’s great nephew is definitely ‘White’ and Nairobi is equally definitely Black, seeing them together was a great visual metaphor for the joys of living in multi cultural Britain. I was also able to shake the hand of Phil Vasili author of several books about pioneering Black footballers that grace the shelves of Historycal Roots.

The book was on sale at the event but if you want a copy now I think you will probably have to contact the Nubian Jak Community Trust: http://nubianjak.org/ It’s well worth the effort.

Blue Plaque for Cy Grant

Congratulations to the tireless Nubian Jak for arranging another Blue Plaque to commemorate the contribution Black men and women have made to British society, well over thirty plaques have now been erected.

The latest was unveiled by the mayor of Haringey, Stephen Mann, fittingly enough, on Remembrance Day, 11th November 2017. The local MP, Catherine West was also present. The plaque was unveiled in Jackson’s Lane at the home of Cy Grant.

Cy died in 2010 after having lived a (very!) full and varied life. Born in what was then British Guiana in 1919 he served in the RAF as a navigator during World War 2. On only his third mission his plane was shot down. He was able to bale out but was taken prisoner by the Germans and spent two years as a prisoner of war.

After the war he studied law and qualified as a barrister but racial prejudice prevented him from finding work. He embarked on an acting career and found success in films (including a role alongside Richard Burton in ‘The Sea Wife’ [1957]) and on stage.

He also embarked on a singing career and it was as a calypso singer on the long running ‘Tonight’ programme, singing about a topical news item, that he came to the notice of both the boy who would grow up to become the Mayor of Haringey and also the author of this blog. He was one of the very few Black faces on TV at that time. Fans of ‘Captain Scarlet and the Mysterons’ will also remember Cy as the voice of Lieutenant Green.

He was also an activist who was instrumental in setting up the Drum Arts Centre in North London and later as Director of the Concord Multicultural Festvals. Oh, and he found time to write too.

A blue plaque seems a very fitting commemoration of such a life, just reading about his many achievements makes me feel tired!