Thursday, 13 June 2019

A distorted view of Mill Hill

I was rather intrigued to read the Wikipedia page for Mill Hill. I can't believe that such a trusted source can fail to sum up my home town quite so spectacularly.

 I've lived in Mill Hill for most of my life (apart from six months in Stockholm in the early 1980's). My family moved to Mill Hill in 1948 and have run businesses here ever since. If I am asked to describe Mill Hill to people I've met when abroad, it is a very hard place to sum up. There are four main parts.  The Wikipedia page gives no real hint of the multiple personality disorder syndrome that afflicts Mill Hill. The truth is that Mill Hill is made of four distinct communities and identities, this is my semi humorous  summary of these areas.
Mill Hill Village -  This is the old part of Mill Hill, based around Angel Pond and just off The Ridgeway. The Ridgeway is one of the oldest roads in Mill Hill. When I was  a child at St Vincents School in the 1960's, the High Street had two shops. Lambs and Cooks. Lambs was also a sub post office. There was a butcher called Vincetts just down the road to boot!. It is rather pretty, being the home to Mill Hill School, which has prevented ugly overdevelopment. There is also a pub at each end of the Ridgeway, The Hammers at one end, a pub that the owners have done everything possible to ruin, but which still somehow manages to sell beer. Back in the 1980's, the Hammers had a Darts team, a football team and was the social hub of the Mill Hill drinking fraternity. Now, the perceived market  seems to be people who want a rather cheap version of gastropub fayre and a steady by unimaginative selection of beers. The decor has been designed by people used to designing hotel lobbies that you wouldn't really want to spend too long in, but are useful for a quick drink before a naughty liaison. Many years ago, the residents of "The Village" formed the Mill Hill Preservation Society. This worthy society dedicates its energies to ensuring that the nice bit of Mill Hill doesn't get ruined by greedy developers. Sadly, they had a major setback when the National Institute for Medical Research was demolished. Now the Village will become the host to 800 odd interlopers in the new Barratts homes. Due to a rather perverse decision by the Mayor of London, this hamlet on a windswept hilltop will not have enough car parking spaces, and the already log jammed Ridgeway will be transformed into the worlds most unpleasant car park. Sadly with the demise of Lambs, Cooks and Vincents, there are no local shops, although I suspect that these days, the new residents will simply order Guacamole Sushi burgers via Deliveroo rather than actually doing shopping and bothering to cook.  I am amazed that the developers actually bothered putting kitchens in. Surely a lifetime subscription to deliveroo would have been better as they could have descoped the kitchens and fitted another 100 flats on the site. A microwave under the bed and a small fridge under the telly would surely do the trick for todays young and single generation. As I walked to the Adam and Eve, I realised that the sad truth is that Mill Hill is in it's death throes as a village. I am sure when Boris becomes Prime Minister, we'll get a cable car from the Ridgeway to the Broadway, to take advantage of the stunning views. It has worked for Docklands, so why not Mill Hill. The Village has it's own bus, the 240. It is worth taking just for the views. The residents of the Village are keen to put the emphasis on "Village" when asked where they live. They pronounce the "H" in hill exquisitely if they are proper Village people. I think that particular Mill Hill will soon disappear.

Mill Hill Broadway - This area of Mill Hill is rather suburban and middle class. It has a very busy and efficient commuter train service. The Broadway sprung up around the two railways stations in the area. One was rather unfortunately closed in 1939, removing a useful link with Edgware and Finchley. Now if you want to get across the Borough, you need a bus. In the early part of the last century, Lawrence Street became "Mill Hill Broadway" which is now a fairly run of the mill (forgive the pun) High Street with a bunch of chain stores such as M&S, WH Smiths, Iceland and Tesco's. The Broadway used to have a plethora of Banks and financial institutions. In the 1980's people would moan at the seemingly weekly opening of new branches of obscure building societies, such as The Chelsea and The Yorkshire. They've all long gone, apart from Barclays, Santandar and The Nationwide.

There are a few independent convenience stores, a load of charity shops, nail bars, hair dressers and a selection of coffee bars, cafe's bistro's and restaurants. If you like microwave meals, drink coffee to excess, get your nails done all of the time and your idea of a great evening's entertainment is to sit in watching the telly noshing on a delivered pizza, it is bliss, as all of these are easily accessible. It is also blessed with a great selection of churches and a thriving Shul.

 These are the hub of the local community. They have some excellent facilities, which as an organiser of the Mill Hill Music Festival, I am extremely pleased to have on my doorstep. We also have one of the countries leading music studios on our doorstep (with Mill Hill Music Complex - I suppose I have to get a plug in for my own business). There is a thriving private members club at one end, with 600 members (although many locals are unaware of its existence) and at the other end is our pub, The Bridge. A small bar, which is a key part of our local community for those who enjoy a swift half of shandy on the way home from work. T

The restaurants do what they say on the tin, you probably wouldn't go out of your way to visit any of them, but if you live in Mill Hill they are fine. That is apart from the Good Earth which is excellent and is regularly crammed full with all sorts of North London celebrities, such as Vanessa Feltz. It is a bit pricey but delicious. There is a small paved area next to Boots, which has grandly been dubbed "The Town Square" by some, the "pocket park" by others and a name I won't share by the local youths seeking excitement and thrills. It holds the occasional market and even has live music from time to time (weather permitting). It's main use is for teenagers to gather and look rather bored, waiting for the rain to drive them home. It perfectly sums up Mill Hill Broadway. The social climbers from the Broadway area pronounce their "H''s properly, for the rest of us it's "Mill 'ill"which is a single word

When I was a kid, I used to hear all of these songs about Broadway and be rather puzzled. I rather like the place I've lived all my life, but try as hard as we can, it resists being very exciting. Perhaps that is  a good thing.

Mill Hill East - In the local pecking order, Mill Hill East is viewed by those up the hill as the poor cousin, although in the 1920's Mill Hill East Station was actually Mill Hill. The next stop was "Mill Hill The Hale".  There was a huge army barracks, housing the Royal Engineers, known as the Inglis Barracks. The squaddies would drink at The Royal Engineer pub (sadly now flats). As the army wound down its operation, the pub became the "railway engineer", I suspect to deter the IRA bombers, who attacked the Barracks in the 1980's.  There was also a huge Gasworks in the area, until the advent of natural gas, this was produced by coal brought in on the railway. The Gasworks is now a Waitrose and a Virgin Gym. Mill Hill East was the proper working class part of Mill Hill. There was much council housing, my parents originally lived in these on Wise Lane, when first moving to the area. Pronounced "Mleast" by true locals, the centre of life was The Mill Pub on Holders Hill Roundabout. The roundabout had some incredible shops, and has maintained some very good ones. It still has an excellent butchers, fruiterers. It lost its excellent bike shop, but gained a superb fishmongers. It also has an excellent chippy in the Salcombe Gardens parade. Like Mill Hill Broadway, residents of Mill Hill East can easily walk to the shops for teabags and a pint of Milk. It has a decent Cafe on Holders Hill Roundabout and there is still a small pub called The Red Filly.

 The border between Mill Hill Broadway and Mill Hill East is somewhere on Pursley Road, I've not quite worked out where yet.
Millbrook Park - This is a huge development on the site of the old Inglis Barracks. It has the feel of a huge gated community. There are no shops, but some very nice houses and flats. Most people in the other parts of Mill Hill never visit Millbrook Park. In fact Barnet Council have plans to remove it from Mill Hill completely. Although it doesn't feel like Mill Hill and doesn't look like Mill Hill, it's nearest station is Mill Hill East and if it's hoicked off into Finchley, then it will feel even more like a strange colony than it currently does. It has been designed to be almost invisible from the 240 and 221 buses that pass by, as if they are bit ashamed of the estate. When you are in a proper estate such as Burnt Oak, there are bus stops outside people's doors. You know where you are. In Millbrook Park, the residents are safely hidden behind rows of trees. Last year, I had the pleasure of canvassing around Millbrook Park. The people were very friendly, although they had a completely different set of problems to those of everyone else in Mill Hill. The Council has not adopted their road and promised doctors surgery never arrived.

Of course there is a fifth bit of Mill Hill, a bit that it seems most residents have no idea about. That bit is the greenspace. There is a lot of it in Mill Hill. We are blessed with some lovely parks, open spaces and even a nature reserve at Darlands Lake. Whilst the four areas above are to some degree undergoing a massive transformation, the Green belt is at risk as never before. The edges are being nibbled away by all manner of schemes. The sad thing is that without the Green Belt, Mill Hill will just be yet another soulless, homogeneous suburb with no personality at all.

Tuesday, 11 June 2019

The Mill Hill Music Festival starts on Friday, so get your tickets ASAP

The Mill Hill Music Festival will be kicking off this Friday, nine days of the most amazing music in Mill Hill. Some of the shows are free entry and some are ticketed. There are still a few tickets left for all events, but the BBC Elstree Band playing "A Night at The OSCARS" and Charles Court Opera performing HMS Pinnfore have nearly sold out, so we advise that you get down and buy tickets ASAP if you want to make sure you get in for those events. I'm always heartened when we get such a great response for the Opera, which is has become one of the keynote nights.

Here is the full festival planer (Thanks to Barnet Music)



Here is what you can expect from the BBC Elstree band, firm festival favourites on Saturday at The Hartley Hall




And here is a little bit of MHMS Pinafore from Charles Court, which is also at The Hartley Hall on Monday Night



Another event which is selling well and you really should check out if you love Jazz is the Alan Barnes Octet. Alan is an absolute icon in the Jazz world. Here's a little bit of Alan in action. He's playing on Thursday week.



If Klezmer is your thing, we have Stewart Curtis on Monday night. Here's a little snippet of Stewart Curtis doing what he does best!



The Festival is opened by The Hendon Band of the Salvation Army, who are well worth checking out, opening the festival at Hartley Hall.
 


Our party nights features 60's soul legends, The Foundations, best know for no 1 hits such as Build Me Up Buttercup and Baby, Now That I found you. This will be at The Mill Hill Golf Club


The Opening night also sees the Ron Lewis Partnership, playing their brand of Feelgood inspired Rhythm and Blues at the Adam and Eve for Free


Support will be a short acoustic set from Mill Hill's finest, The False Dots starting at 8.30pm sharp.




For full details of the festival including how to order tickets, check out the Festival website


The Festival finishes back up at The Adam and Eve with a firm festival favourite, for all you Reggae Lovers, with Joe Angel and the Pamodzi band.



Please checkout all events and full details at the festival website
https://millhillmusicfest.co.uk/progboxoffice/

Tickets are also available from Mill Hill Wines on the Broadway
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We hope to see you there.

Monday, 10 June 2019

Thanksgiving for Churches Together Homeless Shelter in Mill Hill address by Maggi Lamb

From January, through till April this year, the Mill Hill Churches, in association with Homeless Action Barnet, organised a night shelter for up to 16 local homeless people in John Keble Church in Mill Hill. The lead organiser, Maggi Lamb organised a service of thanksgiving last night (Sunday 9/6/2019),  and gave the following address to the volunteers who attended. Maggi passed me the address to share with those who couldn't make it.

First of all, thank you for coming and thank you to those who sent their apologies, who wanted to come but couldn't. 80 Volunteers made this shelter what it was - a warm, welcoming, comfortable place to stay. Many others supported us with donations, their prayers, encouragement and interest. 

I seemd to do less this year which can be attributed to the increasing skills and commitment of a team made up of reps from each of the Mill Hill Churches. As you all know, each part of the shelterwas organised by a different member of the group and I want to thank them particularly for their tenacity in getting enough volunteers for each part. - such as the overnight shift, food and transport. 

Thank you also to all of the volunteers who reliably turned up, week after week doing the laying of tables, washing up and most importantly listening to the guests. I particularly want to thank those of you who, at quite short notice, helped with an extra week to extend the night shelter. It was just an idea I had and everyone said "go for it" and you all rallied to the call, so we covered 16 nights in all and this is in addition to the 10 nights covered at the Mill Hill East shelter before Christmas. We really believe this is Gods work here in Mill Hill and it is good to be part of it. Thank you to each one of you.

After the service, there was a gathering of the helpers, and light drinks and refreshments. All agreed that it was a great experience for all who participated. Local Churches, Synagogues and Mosques have also participated. We have a great community in Barnet. Whilst it is not right that there are homeless people in London in the year 2019, it is good that the community is coming together to support those people who do not have a roof over their head. You can read the latest churches together in Mill Hill newsletter here.



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Sunday, 9 June 2019

The Tweets of the week in the London Borough of Barnet - 09/06/2019

Here's our pick of the best tweets from our neck of the woods. Don't forget to follow any tweeters who tickle your fancy!

1. Fancy some folk in Colindale this week?



2. A great tweet from our local landmark museum. And a link to a great blog for #DDay75.



3. The Urban myth behind Tally Ho Corner!



4. We've been following events at the Railway in Edgware. Sadly the progress seems rather slow



5. Great historical tweet from Cricklewood. This site is now Donohoes waste plant



6. This is deffo worth checking out if you are in Barnet Today



7. The Trombones were ringing out in Golders Green!



8. Lovely picture of Arrendene



9. The Mill Hill Music Festival starts on Friday. Get your tickets ASAP


10. Good luck to Everyone doing Rock School Exams in Mill Hill today




That's all folks!

Friday, 7 June 2019

Please object to this planning application that puts children at risk

I received this communication from local the local scout groups. There is a serious safeguarding issue as this propasal will mean the Scouts field and camp will be overlooked by flats. There is a proposal that the scouts plant trees on their land to obscure the view. This is ridiculous. We need as many people as possible to object to this. I have requested to speak at the meeting. I will be working with Scout groups etc to ensure that the committee are made fully aware of the objections. We need  astrong public response

You may be aware the Developers at Millbrook Park have put in amended plans regarding Phase 6B (Next to the Barry M building). They have taken the building back about 2m from our boundary but its still 6 storeys high. It will be at least 1 storey higher that the Barry M building!

The revised plans can be found on the web at 
You can follow the link by entering the application reverence 18/6640/FUL

Some of you may have received letters from the LBB asking, if you wish, you can make additional comments. 
If you haven't already do so, we would urge you to make additional comments today, the more we have the greater the effect. 

Time is short, we have asked for an extension but, as of this morning, we haven't received confirmation of this.

Please pass this onto all your Leaders, Parents and supporters.

Thank you for the support. 

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This is my objection
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This application is unacceptable.
It is recognised that there is an issue with the planned building overlooking the adjacent scout camp. There is a clear safeguarding issue. The suggestion that the scouts need to plant trees is quite frankly ridiculous, as should they fall down, become diseased etc, they will not obscure the site. 

The Scouts are an integral part of the local scene and planning applications that interfere with their activities and put children at risk are simply unacceptable
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Please add yours here - https://publicaccess.barnet.gov.uk/online-applications/applicationDetails.do?activeTab=neighbourComments&keyVal=PHQ6QHJIGZH00

The Friday Joke - 7/6/2019

This story cracked me up. It will bring a smile to everyone, apart from Thameslink commuters of course.

The line that had the wrong type of snow, now has the wrong type of goats. Must check this place out. Who knew there was a farm in Kentish Town?

Tuesday, 4 June 2019

Chernobyl and my travels in the USSR and Eastern Europe under Communism


Our family have been watching the excellent Sky Atlantic drama Chernobyl. For us it is an especially interesting series for a number of reasons. I had a fascination with Communism and the USSR from the age of 12. As a dyslexic, I didn't read a book until I was 12. On a family holiday, when it was raining and I was bored, my sister gave me George Orwell's 1984 to read, saying it was the best book ever written. She was studying it for O Levels. I started reading it and realised that my problem wasn't that I couldn't read, but that I was easily distracted. When there was something I found interesting, I realised that reading was easy. I am a slow reader, but I plough through.

Our USSR memorablia from 1988
When I finished, I just thought it was an interesting story. My sister then explained the true meaning. I was fascinated. A schoolmate of mine had a passing obsession with Chairman Mao in China and contacted the Chinese embassy, receiving in return some English versions of Mao's little red book. His Dad, a staunch Catholic, burned them as Communism was seen as anti Catholic.

When I left school aged 18, I went to live in Sweden for six months. I realised very quickly that the UK view of the world is very different to how other nations see it. Sweden had a long, proud history of neutrality and  both NATO and the Warsaw pact were viewed with suspicion. This changed whilst I was there.  A Soviet sub became stranded in Stockholm whilst spying on the Swedes. I nearly got shot by the Swedish army for getting too close when I had a look. I was told that I was lucky they didn't figure out I was English, or I'd have been shot, arrested or deported. The Swedes became very concerned by the activities of the USSR. I also visited Finland, and they hated the Soviets. Given that they had a war in living memory, where the USSR invaded Finland  and shared a land border, the fear was real and justified. People war badges that said "Russian Tanks, No Thanks". The fact that the Finns had rather surprisingly repelled the USSR was a source of pride. It also convinced Hitler that the USSR was there for the taking. Living in the region, I soon understood how poor our schools have educated us in history and the UK centric teaching of it is very misleading.

Up until that point, I had aligned myself with the far left. My travels convinced me that things were far more complex. I realised that the perfect political system did not exist, but was somewhere between the UK's and the Swedes on the political spectrum, and that the extremes such as Nazism and Communism where both dangerous and despicable.

In 1985, I met Clare, who was to become my wife. She was doing Russian studies at Manchester University. Clare was due to study Russian in Minsk in 1987 as part of a four year course. I was fascinated. These plans were disrupted in April 1986, when the Chernobyl reactor exploded. Minsk was close enough for there to be significant fallout in the region. There was much talk of cancelling the trip. My interest in the region became more intense. Martin Walker was the Guardian correspondent in Moscow and he became the first thing I read every week when his column appeared. Peter Hitchens also stared writing a column from Moscow for the Express.  I subscribed to both papers, purely to read their columns.

I thought that a book about the 'Eastern block' may be interesting. All of the books on the subject were high brow and about politics. I became fascinated by what the everyday people were doing. After much debate, Clare's trip went ahead. For three months, we exchanged letters. She had an amazing time. When she got back, she told a tale of a completely different world. I wanted to go, but our first trip was an Interail trip around Europe, visiting Budapest and Prague. The beer was cheap and the people were very welcoming. Clare said these countries were very different to the USSR. In 1988, she secured a job working for a subsidiary of Central TV, set up to faacilitate Film and TV contacts in the USSR. It was called the Anglo Soviet creative association, and set up film shoots for productions such as Sharpe's rifles and a Michael Palin documentary. Clare was involved in travel arrangements, so we decided to travel to see her friends. A trip to Moscow, Leningrand and Minsk, travelling independently was organised.

Arriving in Russia, you suddenly found a different world. The society was a very strange one indeed. The ordinary people had to queue for everything. The top party officials could access hard currency shops called Berioska. In these you could buy anything. The official currency was the rouble, which had officially parity with the dollar, but in reality was traded at dozens of times that rate on the black market. As I didn't want to buy tat in hard currency shops and wanted to meet ordinary folk, that suited me. Beer bars sold beer in Roubles. I soon twigged that Communism was not interested in equality. Incident in a beer bar in Minsk, with Clare's student friends also demonstrated the racism that we now take for granted, but no one was aware of in the West. A group of Cuban students turned up and were greeted with hostility, the likes of which I'd never seen. One of Clare's friends, who is now a senior official told a few of the working class labourers to behave themselves as there was an English person in the bar. They calmed down, until one old timer challenged me, in a drunken state and called the English Fascists. To his surprise, I replied by saying "Between 1939 and 1941 England was fighting Nazi's whilst you had an alliance. My Dad was a bomber pilot in the RAF bombing the oil wells in Ploesti Rumania, that stopped German tanks rolling through your country". The old man was stunned. He simply went and bought me a beer and we toasted the demise of Adolf Hitler.

Whilst in Minsk, one of my new found friends suggested that I visited Vilnius in Lithuania with him, for the day, leaving Clare to catch up with friends. The only problem was my visa did not cover the trip. It was suggested that this wasn't a problem as no one checked. I was told that if anyone came in our compartment, to say nothing and pretend to be a local drunk. Beers were purchased for this purpose. When we reached Vilnius, we went for lunch at my friends parents. They worked in Aerospace an provided an amazing spread and were really friendly. We then,a t my insistance, went for a beer with the locals. They were less friendly. One accused me of being a KGB stooge and my friend my minder. I replied that this was nonsense and they could ask me any question they liked and if they still felt that I was a stooge, they could throw me in the River. I was barraged with questions. What University did you go to? "None, I worked as a painter and decorator when I left school and I was a musician". Why was in Vilnius? "Because I was interested to see what was really going on".  What religion was I? I replied "Roman Catholic". They then asked me to recite the Creed. This I did, after about the fourth line, one  said "He's Ok". I replied "I should know that, I was an alter server for seven years.". At this they decided I did not need to be thrown in the river. They took me for a tour around the city. They explained the history and it was rather painful for my friend. They also told me that the USSR was finished and would cease to exist within five years. My friend was horrified but said nothing. I realised that the people we'd met were not scared. They were proud and saw Europe as the way forward.

On the way back, a very pleasant and attractive you Russian woman entered our compartment. As per our plan, I just slurped beer and looked out of the window. My friend had a great time chatting for a couple of hours. When she got off, my friend breathed a sigh of relief. She'd been an intelligence officer. She had been continually saying how much she hated Belorussian peasant drunks like me. I'd deliberately worn pretty unkempt clothes, so as to not draw attention to myself. Beer and looking like a slob is the key to invisibility.

On arrival back in Minsk, we went to a party. It was Vodka with everything. When the Coke style drink ran out, it was lemonade, when that ran out it was lime juice, when that ran out, it was mayonaisse. That was the last time I got drunk on Vodka. Clares friends were an amazing bunch. One ran a pirate radio station, another was planning a visit to the UK as he had a relationship with one of her friends. I invited them all to the UK to stay, open house.  I had a great time. I did think however, that I'd probably never see any of them again. Within a couple of years, six of them had visited, and most had worked for a friend called Tony Casey (God rest his soul) as building labourers earning much needed hard currency to take home. One married my sister and they are still happily hitched. They have all done rather well. I took copious notes. My plan was to write a book, as the band had become inactive. Sadly for my cunning plan, the USSR disintegrated and the world changed. It was completely out of date. In 1990, Lithania declared independence. What I had been told had come true in less than half the time.

I went back to the USSR twice. I've not been since. Somehow it no longer interests me. All of the veterans are probably long gone. They were treated like heroes then. The Babushka's would tell you off for not wearing a hat are a distant memory. As for Chernobyl, that was something we'd forgotten about. As we watch it, Clare has mused whether or not she will have any health effects. Was Minsk safe? I hope so. Was it worth going? Definitely.

As for Chernobyl the series. It is stunningly good. It captures the humour and the paranoia of the age. The conclusion I drew is that the Russian people will make any sacrifice for their country, but will trusted no one and had no designs on ruling the world. The way the miners are depicted in the series is spot on. That is true Russian character. The English drink beer and the Russians drink vodka. I suspect both tipples sum up our national character well. Vodka is strong and to the point and does what it says on the tin. Beer comes in many different strengths and flavours and you will never really get to try all the different flavours and you'll never understand why your friends hate the ones you love.

Monday, 3 June 2019

Finally vindicated after 50 years - I demand a full apology from St Vincents School

I joined St Vincents Primary school aged four and three quarters after the Easter holidays in Easter 1967. Nothing in my life up until then had truly prepared me for the experience. My elder brothers and sisters had warned me about the legendary Miss O'Donovan, who famously gave both of my brothers the cane on their first day of school, aged four. No conversation about St Vincents in the 1960's and 70's is complete without a mention of Miss O'Donovan. When my own daughter Maddie went to the school in 1999, I asked the then head, Anne O'Leary about her. Anne had been a junior teacher at the school during the time of Miss O'Donovan. She made a startlingly frank confession "I was terrified of her". Fortunately for me, by the time I joined, Miss O'Donovan no longer taught the "Baby class" as the reception class was then known. My fellow Barnet blogger has written some interesting blogs on the subject of this lady.

Strangely though, I only have positive memories of Miss O'Donovan. whilst everything Mrs Angry says is true, as a dyslexic and a thicko, Miss O'Donovan saw no purpose in beating, taunting and humiliating me, beyond the absolute bare minimum required to ensure that I was scared to death of her. I almost immediately realised that she really enjoyed taunting those who were clever, articulate and diligent. She would seek out the most minor pretext to sort them out. This invariably involved humiliation and pain. As a troublesome thicko, I had already realised that humiliation and pain were part of the experience of going to school, so it was no shock to me. Sitting in Miss O'Donovan's class, I'd sit and watch and think "welcome to my world" as the class swots, teachers pets and goodie two shoes were ritually ground into the dust.

Arriving in 1967, it was not like that. The teacher for the baby class was Sister Rosalie, a young nun with the order of the daughters of charity. My memories of this year was happy. Sister Rosalie was famously nice for a nun. We made crocodiles out of old cotton reels, sang the alphabet song and did rather bad paintings that she would say were marvellous. I thought that the scare stories had been simply one of a number of myths that my siblings perpetrated on me to scare me. My memory of the time (bearing in mind I arrived in late spring) was one of never ending sunshine, happy hours and playground frolics.

As I was born in August, six weeks premature, I was the smallest boy in the class. Biologically, I should have been in the year below, but I'd had to be popped out early. This was an enormous disadvantage until I was 14 and started to grow. I was always the smallest, weakest, worst at football. To counter this I used to revel in causing trouble. The one saving grace of the time was I was nationally famous. I used to star in TV commercials, such as Heinz Beans, Cadburys chocolate, Lucozade and Tizer. These were screened every day on national TV. It meant that generally I was given a slightly easier time. The fact I was very good at it confused everyone, not least because I was so bad at everything else. The school banned me from taking part in school plays and nativity services, on the grounds that I was "big headed enough already".

But when the term finished in July, and I'd emerged unscathed, I was blissfully deluded as to what was lurking on the horizon. Like the phoney war of 1939, I was deluded that it was all going to be fine. When I returned to the Infant 1 class, our teacher was Miss Munich. Whilst most of my classmates have fond memories, I don't. We started learning to read and write, a task I found almost impossible. We would be given lists of words to learn. We would get these on a Friday and have a spelling test on a Monday. If you got one wrong you were called to front of the class and have to repeat it after the teacher. You would then sit down and the teacher would ask you to spell it again. For me, the word was "Train". I spelt it T-R-I-A-N". I was called to the front of the class, made to repeat it word for word. I then sat down. I was asked to spell it again. I said T-R-I-A-N. Miss Munich called me up to the front of the class and wrote it on the board. By now I was in a state of mild panic. My classmates were sniggering. She asked me to write it on the board, under where she'd written it. Have you ever been so overwhelmed by panic, that you can't focus. So there I was and wrote T-R-I-A-N under the letters she'd written. At this, a ruler was produced and I was rapped across the knuckles. Welcome to St Vincents. Miss Munich informed me that is I was going to be stupid I'd be getting the ruler quite a lot. The one lesson I did learn was that I've never spelled train wrong since.

You may think that I would be bitter and twisted about this. I am not. It was the way that children were taught at St Vincents. Was the education bad? Well I have a brother who is a retired rocket scientist, and sisters who are a teacher,  a nurse and a barrister respectively, with all the qualifications etc to boot. I was the only one of my five siblings not to have further education after school. I actually think St Vincents was far more liberal in my day that when Laurie and Frank had walked in to get the cane.

But today, I was shocked to see a tweet that enraged me. I saw this and I was transported back to my five year old self, in Mrs Munichs class. The highlight of the day was playtime. The day in question was in late March (I think). It was one of those days when the sky was dank and threatening, but with the odd crack in the clouds. You know the sort of day when you get spectacular shards of light beaming down. The sort of day that things look rather strange. I was in the infants playground (this was the other side of the big brick wall that runs down the Ridgeway in Mill Hill).

The sky was so spectacular that I was transfixed. I was with my two best friends at the time, John McGeough and Peter Conway. We were admiring this celestial light show when and amazing thing happend. The sun literally split in two. As we were all raised Roman Catholics and alter servers, and had been told of the book of revelations, we speculated that this might be the start of the end of the world. St Vincents taught us about the book of revelations from an early age. There was a reason for this. The Jehovahs witnesses were down the road and the school was worried that we would be enticed away by them. As the book of revelations is a key part of the JW's belief system, the school felt that we needed special preparation aged 5-6.

Peter, John and myself were transfixed and amazed. We pointed it out to several of our other classmates, so much so that we all started staring at it. A playground superviser saw us looking at the sky and came over. She said "What are you doing?" We replied "Look at the Sun miss". She went mad "Don't look at the Sun, you will go blind. Who told you to look at the Sun?". The unanimous answer came out "Roger Tichborne".  I protested "look miss, there are two of them". She replied "Don't be so stupid". I was sent to sister Gabrielle, the headmistress. She was informed that I had made my classmates stare at the Sun. She demanded to know why. I explained. At this she called me evil. I was informed that there is only one Sun and I was beaten with a table tennis bat to make sure I knew. I insisted that she should ask John and Peter, but she was having none of it. When I came out, i returned to my class. Miss Munich was in full flow, telling everyone that staring at the sun would make them go blind. I was made to sit in the corner on my own for a week. I did however ask John and Peter whether I'd imagined it. They, rather shamefaced said no, the Sun had split in two. I expected this to be on the front page of the Daily Express the next day. It wasn't. If I hadn't got a bruised bum, I would have thought I imagined the whole thing.

As with many things, I simply forgot about it and locked it away in that box of memories called "difficult". If you know something happened, have witnesses, but everyone tells you that you are lying, it is almost impossible. But today I feel vindicated. Today I feel that an apology from the school is warranted. For I now have found out that what I saw was real and that, whilst staring at the sun is not advised, we had been treated to a celestial spectacle beyond parallel in Mill Hill.

This morning, I awoke to see this tweet on my timeline.


What we had seen was what is known as a Sun Dog. You can read about it here https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sun_dog. I feel privileged to have witnessed this in Mill Hill. It made a lasting impression. I am extremely happy that my initial explanation, the Apocalypse, was not the cause.

The sad thing is that I was so scarred by what happened, I have never sought an explanation for this before. I never discussed it with my Dad, who as an RAF pilot would have studied meteorology, who would doubtless have provided a proper scientific answer. I have also had the burden of being made to feel like an evil psychopath aged five. I am glad that there is a rational explanation. I hope I see one again. Today has taught me a lesson, one which sadly was beaten out of me at St Vincents. If you search long and hard enough you will find a solid rational explanation for even the strangest things.

I think St Vincents owe me an apology for not teaching me that. I feel vindicated, but sad. How many people never raise their eyes to the heavens and never see the glory of such things.




Sunday, 2 June 2019

The Tweets of the week in the London Borough of Barnet - 02/06/2019

Welcome to our weekly roundup of the finest tweets in the London Borough of Barnet. There are some crackers this week. In this feature we feature the best of this part of our local social media scene. As ever we advise our readers to follow any of our tweeters who tickle your fancy, don't forget that you can also block those who don't!


1. If you follow the many and varied Twitter feeds of Mill Hill, you may have drawn the conclusion that there are some rather odd people, who spend too much time obsessing on Twitter. There are however some really great people doing really good stuff and at the front of the queue are the Mill Hill Litter pickers





2. In Cricklewood they have an excellent, very well run local neighbourhood forum, which does amazing work for the community. We urge all Cricklewood residents to participate and attend this meeting




3. Our historical tweet of the week is this areal shot of Burnt Oak. It's changed a bit, hasn't it



4. Looking for some fun in  the Sun. Why not pop down to the RAF museum. This looks amazing



5. Whilst you are in Colindale, why not nip along to the Chandos Arms afterwards for some high quality Jazz and a great Sunday lunch.


6. If you are a vegan and live in FInchley and you enjoy interesting food, then you really should check this out (Ed note: I'm a big fan of falafels and Falafel feast  in Finchley Central https://twitter.com/FalafelFeast)



7. Russ Kane is one of our local treasures. A truly lovely guy. He's got a book out. Buy it



8. Talking of local legends. Finchley boy Anthony Joshua is truly one. Perhaps Finchleys finest ever citizen. Always shows class in both victory and defeat




9. Talking of local sporting heroes. Needs no words.



10. And we finish with a reminder that it's less than two weeks to the start of the Mill Hill Music Festival. Make sure you get your tickets before it's too late!




Thats all folks!

Saturday, 1 June 2019

The Saturday List #220 - Mill Hill's Music venues in 2019!

In less than two weeks, we see the start of the Mill Hill Music Festival. In Mill Hill we are blessed with some truly amazing places to listen to music. Part one of this list is the ones we are using for the Mill Hill Music Festival this year. Part two are venues that have been used in the past for the festival.


1. Hartley Hall
This has become the spiritual home of the festival and is a great space for a concert. We have four concerts there this year.
This years events
14th June - The Hendon Band of the Salvation Army
15th June - The BBC Elstree Concert Band - A night at the Oscars (Film Music)
18th June - Charles Court Opera - Gilbert and Sullivans HMS Pinnafore
20th June - The Alan Barnes Octet (Jazz)

2. The Mill Hill Golf Club
This hosts the weekly Mill Hill Jazz club and all sorts of other great concerts. This yeaar we have two festival events at the Golf Club.

Weds 19th - Jimmy Cannon and Elizabeth Tillotson (Jazz)
Fri 20th - The Foundations and Recollection (Soul/Pop)

3. The Adam and Eve Pub
This hosts regular music and comedy events. This year there are three concerts at the venue for the festival.
14th June - The Ron Lewis Partnership (Rhythm and Blues)
16th June - Dixieland Jazz Lunch

4. St Pauls Church.
This is an amazing venue for classical music. We have one event this year
19th June  - Organ and Harp recital

Full details of the festival are here

https://millhillmusicfest.co.uk/progboxoffice/

Other venues that have staged music events

5. John Keeble Church
Has a large hall and has also held events in the church

6. The Rising Sun
Has had Jazz gigs etc on patio and in car park

7. The Bridge.
Has occasional duo type gigs etc

8. The Railway Tavern
Has occasional gigs, mostly duo's etc

9. Mill Hill School
Has an excellent theatre and other spaces.

10. Belmont School
Mill Hill Festival has staged gigs in the dining hall.

11. Harwood Hall
Space above the Union Church on the Broadway. Great space for music events.

12. Saracens
There are some excellent spaces for concerts at Saracens. The Mill Hill Music Festival participated in the opening events.

13. The Town Square Mill Hill
There have been open air gigs in the 'Town Square' area of Mill Hill Broadway, located at the junction of Brockenhurst Gardens and The Broadway. This was paved last year by Barnet Council and a power supply has been installed, to facilitate future events.

14. The Mill Hill Rugby Club
This is a great venue. For several years it held a Summer Rock festival called 'Metalbrew', as well as hosting a Paul Young gig. There are also reasonably regular gigs in the club. The Barnet Eye held our annual awards there last year.