THE HIGHWAYMAN’S HIDEAWAY

The former Kings Head or Peggy Bedford 2006 © David Hawgood

Highwaymen were a public menace in the seventeenth and eighteenth centuries, especially on the vast open area of Hounslow Heath, on the western side of London. Hounslow Heath had to be crossed, with trepidation, by anyone travelling west from London on the Great Bath Road (now the A4) and thieves would lurk, inconspicuously, ready to stop the carriages of wealthy travellers and rob them of their valuables. Travellers breathed a sigh of relief when the carriages and stagecoaches reached the relative safety of the Kings Head in Longford village unscathed. At the Kings Head inn the passengers would enter the warm bar and enjoy refreshments whilst waiting for carriage or stagecoach horses to be changed for the onward journey. As they chatted to their fellow travellers they would not have noticed shadowy figures in dark corners listening to travellers’ tales and deciding who would be the next victim of the highwayman. There are many stories of highwaymen and their activities around the village, but Longford had one of its own. One night, just before Christmas 1769 a farmer left the Kings Head after an evening of heavy drinking. He walked to his nearby farmhouse, saddled his horse, put a kerchief round his face and ventured out on the Heath. With the bravado of a heavy dose of alcohol he held up a private carriage and with no more than a knobbly stick as a weapon he demanded money. The occupant of the carriage, who was prepared for a hold-up, shot and wounded the farmer who rode off. The man was found lying on the Bath Road a little further along from the incident and was taken back to the Kings Head. There his friends nursed him, but he died a few days later and is buried in the parish churchyard. The wealthy farmer was John Tillier, normally a respectable citizen, but his young wife had just died and with Christmas approaching he had let his melancholy make him reckless.

The Kings Head is now a Grade II listed Elizabethan building, on the western edge of London Airport  and only 450 meters from the northern runway. It is a shadow of the former coaching inn that was well-known throughout the country.   The walls of the building can just be glimpsed through the tall trees and overgrown garden on the opposite side of the Old Bath Road from the Littlebrook Nursery. The gates are now closed with concrete blocks and its ancient windows are boarded up. It is a forlorn sight for an inn once visited by Monarchs and nobility, but also the haunt of highwaymen and scoundrels. The Kings Head has many tales to tell, but it did not always look like it does today.  When Queen Anne visited Bath to take the medicinal waters she made Bath a fashionable place for high society to visit. The Bath Road became busy and The Kings Head needed more room. At the end of the eighteenth century the inn was extended out to the road side. It added a 60-horse stable, spacious bar, more accommodation for travellers, and a large ornate reception room known as the Queen Anne Room. This room had a large fireplace with china cabinets in each recess and comfortable furniture fit for Royalty. Unfortunately Queen Anne never saw the inside of the room built for her comfort because by the time she was travelling to Bath to take the waters she was overweight and suffering from gout which made walking difficult. She would stay in the carriage whilst the horses were changed. However many other Kings and Queens did make use of the inn’s hospitality, especially Queen Victoria who in January 1842, famously handed the baby Edward VII to the landlady to hold whilst she drank her tea.

The landlord of the Kings Head in the late eighteenth century was John Bedford. He was a widower when he married local girl Mary Dean in 1778. When he died in 1794, aged 54, his widow, Mary, took over the running of the business with the help of her two eldest children, Joseph and Peggy aged 14 and 13. There were also three younger children. Joseph and Peggy inherited the pub when their mother died in 1807 and then Joseph also died leaving Peggy Bedford to continue as landlady for a total of fifty years. She made the pub famous nationally and it was always referred to as Peggy Bedford’s. She never married, but there were rumours of her being the mistress of a highwayman. Her death in 1859 was reported in newspapers all over the country. Over the centuries many fascinating events occured at the inn, from deaths and scandals, to public meetings, annual dinners, and inquests all of which have been told in the book, “Longford: A Village in Limbo”. In the early twentieth century the pub was a destination for cycling clubs and beanfeast outings. The four-acre kitchen garden was turned into an ornamental garden with a pond, a bowling green and a summer house. An enterprising landlord converted the stables (which are also listed and ‘at risk’) into a training gym for boxers and some of the leading British boxing champions of the day trained there before a major fight.

The Queen Anne extension and the first motor bus through Longford 1920. The number 81 still runs the same route through Longford from Hounslow to Slough today.

In 1928 the Colnbrook bypass was built through the Peggy Bedford’s gardens and the bypass cut the pub off from passing trade. The pub surrendered its licence and a new Peggy Bedford was built on the apex of the old and new roads. The original pub became residential, but in 1934 there was a serious fire that caused the roof to fall in and destroyed the eighteenth century part of the house. However the older part was saved as were two great elm trees which stood in front of the pub. They were said to have been planted by Queen Elizabeth I (although this is unlikely). One was hollow with age and people threw coins in it for luck. The fire was reported in newspapers all around the country. The older house continued as a dwelling.  In 1944 large parts of the farmland around Longford were requisitioned by the Air Ministry to build a airfield with a concrete runway which obliterated the hamlet of Heathrow and Perry Oaks farm. The first Commandant of the Civil Airport, which opened in 1946, was Air Marshall Sir John D’Albiac.[1] He and his family moved into a house they called The Stables which was in fact the now Grade II listed remains of the original Peggy Bedford. They lived there from 1947 until at least 1955. It was under his command that the airport developed the two east/west parallel runways rather than the triangular runway system originally built.[2]

Since 2018 the expansion plans for the airport included the demolition of the whole of the village of Longford. While the future of Longford is unknown the village is blighted and no one will want to live in this wonderful old building. The Old Peggy Bedford will remain on Historic England’s At Risk register.  It is a sad fate for such a distinguished building.

[1] For a Ministry of Information Film about the building of the airport see https://archive.org/details/london_airport_TNA/london_airport_TNA.mpg

[2] http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/shared/spl/hi/programmes/the_day_britain_stopped/timelines/heathrow/html/1940s.stm

The boarded up remains of the Tudor building 2018. Now on Historic England’s At Risk register

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Mercury House: The aviation history of Hayes, Middlesex

 

Mercury House, North Hyde Road, Hayes, Middlesex

The Fairey Aviation Factory was a landmark on the North Hyde Road, Hayes, for half a century. Mercury House was built in 1926 as the main office block for the business, and contained Sir Richard Fairey’s office in which he entertained his most important guests, including Royalty.

At the beginning of the nineteenth century Hayes, Middlesex, was an agricultural area that developed into an industrial town with the building of the Hayes & Harlington railway station in 1868. Businesses bought up the land around the railway line and constructed new factories, knowing there would be a ready workforce in the new housing estates being built around the town. Two of the early enterprises, who “turned a village into a town”, were EMI at the Gramophone Factory in Blythe Road, and Fairey Aviation at North Hyde Road Hayes named after its founder.[1]

Charles Richard Fairey, (later Sir Richard Fairey), a gifted engineer, won a £200 first prize offered by Hamley’s toyshop for a flying model aeroplane in 1910.[2] He transferred his skills to designing full-size planes and five years later starting the aircraft manufacturing company that bears his name.  After the formation of Fairey Aviation Limited in 1915, aircraft manufacturing began on the site at Hayes in five wooden sheds which cost £807.6s.8d to build. The first brick built office building cost £1013.18s.5d.[3] By 1928 the Hayes factory covered 19 acres of land, and had a workforce of 1500.

The Fairey Factory built both float planes and biplanes for the WW1 war effort. After the war more military planes were developed and made at Hayes. By 1934 the torpedo bomber biplane called the Fairey Swordfish, affectionately known as the ‘stringbag’, by the Fleet Air Arm, was in service. The Swordfish played a part in the sinking of the Bismark in WWII.

In 1940 King George VI and Queen Elizabeth visited the factory, and no doubt were entertained in Mercury House. In 1954 Prince Philip toured the factory with Sir Richard Fairey. His visit to Hayes was greeted by a crowd of 300 people outside the factory.  Afterwards the Duke was given lunch in Mercury House by Sir Richard and the Board of Directors.[4]

The first planes manufactured at Hayes were taken to Northolt Airport for flight testing. However in 1929 the Government declined to renew Fairey’s lease on Northolt and the search was on for a new testing ground as close as possible to Hayes. The company brought 178 acres of farmland in the hamlet of Heathrow from four different sellers in the early part of 1929 and increased this area by another 29 acres a year later. As well as a grass runway the company had a large hanger. It was known as the Great West Aerodrome.  Fairey hoped to make the airfield a manufacturing base and bought more land in 1939, 1942 and 1943 making a total of 240 acres.[5]This airfield continued to be used for flight testing until it was requisitioned by the Air Ministry in 1944 under the Defence of the Realm Act, for which there could be no appeal and no right of compensation. Concrete runways were built on all this and the surrounding requisitioned farmland and in 1946 it become London Airport. The seizure of the Fairey airfield was a major financial blow to the company and devastating for Sir Richard. It was not until 20 years later that compensation was paid by the Government. In 1960 The Westland Aircraft Company acquired Fairey Aviation Limited with aircraft manufacturing continuing at the Hayes Factory until the premises were sold in 1972. Only, Mercury House, the art deco Fairey Aviation Head Office, remained.

Safeway Stores (formerly Argyll Foods) took over several office buildings on what had become known as the Westland Trading estate in 1986.[6]These included Mercury House. It was the last remnant of the original Fairey Aviation factory, and contained Sir Richard Fairey’s office and many art deco features including a magnificent staircase.  

 Safeway used it as offices, but it was not an efficient building with high ceilings and no lift. However the planning authorities felt the Art Deco building should be preserved and refused permission for Safeway to replace it.  Safeway Stores Head Office relocated to Bradford after being taken over by Morrisons in 2004, and Mercury House was vacated.  By 2007 the Hillingdon Council planning committee were persuaded that after standing on the site for nearly eighty years, Mercury House could be demolished and with it disappeared another piece of Hayes industrial heritage. A Premier Inn has now been built on the site today.

[1]Hayes & Harlington Gazette - Wednesday 27 June 1990

[2]The Bossington Estate. https://www.bossingtonestate.com/history
[3]Birmingham Daily Post - Friday 25 November 1955

[4]Uxbridge & W. Drayton Gazette - Friday 22 October 1954

[5]Sherwood, Philip, Heathrow: 2000 years of History, (Stroud, 1999)

[6]Companies House, London company-information.service.gov.uk

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The Three Magpies pub and the pre-Olympic movement.

Image from: Harper Charles, G., The Old Inns of Old England, Vol.1, p.315 (London, 1906)

 

Long before the people of Wenlock in Shropshire opened the town’s race-course to all-comers to compete in the first Wenlock Olympian Society games in 1850, The Three Magpies in Harmondsworth, Middlesex, had been hosting various sporting events for nearly half a century. The Wenlock games is now recognised as the start of the modern Olympic Games movement and it could be argued that public interest in sporting events at the Three Magpies contributed to the pre-Olympic movement.

The Three Magpies, still a thriving pub today, is on the wide, flat, Bath Road (which now forms the northern perimeter of Heathrow Airport). The road and the pub were ideal for sports such as foot races, bare-knuckle fighting, steeplechases, shooting and hunting, and at only 14 miles from Hyde Park Corner, was a convenient distance for spectators to travel from a wide area.

A boxing match was arranged on 28th February 1822 between Acton and Kendrick. Vehicles of every description gathered on the Bath Road outside the Three Magpies. In a nearby field, the spectators stood around to form a ring. Boxing in the first half of the nineteenth century was not the organised sport it is today. It was bare-knuckle fighting in the open-air with an unlimited number of rounds. The fighters fought until one was unconscious or too exhausted to continue. In this match the betting was 2-1 on Kendrick. By 17th round, both men were at a standstill, but Acton was declared the winner over the exhausted Kendrick.

The sport of fast walking was thought to derive from the late 17th and early 18th century in England when footmen were compelled to walk or run alongside their Master’s carriage as they travelled. Noblemen would take pride in their footmen’s fitness, and would bet each other that their footman could walk further or faster than their rivals could.  Samuel Pepys, in his diary, mentions attending several such foot races and the sport became known as pedestrianism. It was particularly popular during the first half of the 19th century when crowds of spectators would gamble on the outcome. The sport had spread to America by the end of that century.

Mr Greatrex, a former sportsman, was landlord of the Three Magpies and encouraged the leading sportsmen of the day to take part in athletic events at his pub. A few yards from the pub was the fourteenth milestone (which is still in place today), and this was used as a meeting point for the start or finish of races.

Sometimes the race was against the clock and in 1848 two noblemen wagered the other 200-1 that no one could walk twenty miles in three hours.[1] The proprietor of the Blue Boar’s Head in Long Acre, London – himself a notable pedestrian – was asked to submit a candidate and Charles Westall was chosen. The parties met on the Bath Road at 2pm, and such was the excitement generated by two members of the nobility betting for high stakes on the ability of just one man, that over three hundred people assembled. Mr Westall, a Londoner, was 25 years of age and 5ft 9½in tall and weighed 9st 12oz. He was described as “manly-looking fellow in “extraordinary condition”. The race began at the Three Magpies (“the fourteen stone”) and proceeded towards London and back. The course was measured six times to ensure accuracy and with the spectators hushed he set off at 3pm. His style “elicited expression of admiration from the nobility and gentry present”. He had the support of a fellow athlete who regulated his speed and gave him refreshment. He was in fine form until the sixteenth mile when he began to get tired, and by the last two miles, he was struggling, but he completed the route in two minutes and thirty seconds under the three-hour target. When he finished he was greeted by great excitement and cheers from the spectators. He was taken into the Magpies and given “a good sound rubbing” to ease the cramp in his legs and to receive the warm congratulations of his Gentlemen supporters. This feat, equivalent to Roger Bannister breaking the 4-minute mile record, was reported in newspapers throughout the UK.

As pedestrianism became popular, crowds would gather to watch and gamble on the result, Mr Greatrex, used his six acres of land behind the Three Magpies to build a  440-yard (a quarter of a mile) athletic track that circled a large fishing lake. On the 1st of May 1848 two well-known walkers, Robert Fuller and John Mountjoy staged a 40-mile match using a measured mile from the fourteenth milestone, near the Three Magpies, to the fifteenth milestone – still in place today near Longford village.[2] This was a race much anticipated because both of them were major stars of the sport, but also because of the gruelling distance. The good weather and the vast interest in the race brought out many spectators. However the wind and the clouds of dust and the horse-drawn traffic on the busy road was a hazard for competitors and spectators alike. The race was gruelling and Mountjoy, 45, appeared to be flagging until, after sipping some tea, he overtook Fuller, 32, in the 36th mile and was in front when Fuller suddenly collapsed a mile later. Mountjoy completed the race in seven hours, four minutes and seven seconds and went into the Three Magpies to be revived with a friction rub and warm tea. It was considered one of the best long-distance races on record. Meanwhile, during the day-long race, Mr Greatrex, ever mindful of keeping the spectators amused and their purses open, put on sporting entertainments at the rear of the pub on the new sprint ground. Sportsmen such as Ned Smith and Johnny Walker amused the public by a succession of bizarre races. One involved Ned Smith hopping for 120 yards whilst Johnny Walker ran 200 yards backwards which resulted in a defeat for Ned Smith.[3]

Although endurance racing was admired, sprint races were also popular and by mid-nineteenth century Henry Allen Reed (born in High Wycombe in 1826) held the record for running the fastest quarter of a mile with a time of 48.5 seconds. Reed competed against various challengers, each time for a larger purse, until he was challenged by an American, George Seward, to run a level quarter of a mile for £100 a side. The match took place on the turnpike road near the Three Magpies. The day before the match The Era described the proposed match as “the eve of a great event” which had generated intense excitement. Although both men were ranked at the top of their sport they had never competed with each other before. Reed had paid his opponent 10 sovereigns for the right to choose the venue for the race, and he had selected the Three Magpies Inn. The 25th June 1849 was a very hot day and although the match was due to take place at 3pm both parties agreed to postpone the start until 5pm, but they did not approach the start until 7pm. The measured distance was roped off two hundred yards from the finish in order to keep the 6000 spectators back.[4] The referee took up his position in a carriage half-way along the course, and the timer stood on the roof of the Three Magpies about midway along the course where he could see both the start and the finish line. When the racers moved to the starting line in their racing gear Reed was described as “being in the pink of condition having reduced his weight from eleven to a little over nine stone”. He was so confident of victory that he staked his last £20 on a bet to win. There were 25 false starts. Eventually Reed said to Seward , “If you are trying to ruffle my temper then the attempt will be futile. I will wait as long as you please because I am going to win.”

The good-looking Seward smiled and nodded.

Reed said, “Do you mean to go now, George?” and they were off. Both started at a fast pace and the spectators thought that Reed had used up his resources too early. Seward had won the toss for the side and stuck well to his man on the left side for about 100 yards, but then fell slightly behind. At 150 yards Reed was still going at a good speed and increased his lead by nearly two yards and as they approached the Magpies it was evident that Seward could not keep up the pace and was gradually left behind. As Reed crossed the finishing line in his famous 8-foot long strides he turned his head to see his opponent fourteen or fifteen yards behind, but the fast pace left Reed in a state of near collapse. His time was a remarkable 48.5 seconds. It was the first 440 yards run under 50 seconds. The current World Record Speed (2016) is 43.03 for 400 metres. 

     

The popularity of pedestrianism was its downfall. The amount of gambling it encouraged and the enthusiastic crowds that blocked the highway caused the police to stop events, and the sport had to move off the roads onto the proliferations of arenas now being built by enterprising publicans. In 1866 the first English amateur walking championship took place in Fulham and by 1880 the Amateur Athletic Association was formed. It introduced rules and regulations for the sport, now called racewalking, which became an Olympic event when the International Olympic Committee was formed in 1893.

 

Shooting was less of a spectator sport and usually a wager between two opponents. On 16 February 1850 a shooting match took place in the Three Magpies grounds. Mr Stringer bet Mr Morrison to shoot at 50 pigeons for £20. These would have been captured wild pigeons held in “traps” and released by a “pull” on the sliding lid to release one “bird” at a time.[5] All these terms are used in the sport of clay pigeon shooting today.

 

Equestrian events were not forgotten. In 1825 betting took place on a steeple chase which started at the Magpies and ended at the Dog Kennel on Ascot heath racecourse. The cross-country race was between Mr Montague and Capt. Hordham for 100 sovereigns. Each gentlemen took different routes, the former went across the heath to Staines and the latter crossing the Thames at Datchet Bridge.[6] The Captain won the 11-mile race in 42 minutes.

 

Long before the construction of the sporting arena at the Three Magpies, the pub was a weekly meeting point, in the winter months, for the Royal Staghounds hunt. Although not an Olympic sport it was still an important country event for elite riders and was sometimes attended by up to 500 sportsmen and many spectators. This many hooves trampling down the crops in this market garden area caused complaints and by the end of the century hunting had moved away from urban areas.

 

Towards the end of the nineteenth century a new invention created a popular sport that boosted the income of the Three Magpies. Bicycle mania led to the formation of cycling clubs and their members would go on regular excursions in the summer months. The Bath Road was a popular route and the Three Magpies was a respectable distance from London for it to be a good place for the club members to stop and eat before making their return journey. Even then the Three Magpies had a reputation for providing good food and drink to the travelling public as it still does today.

 

[1] Hereford Journal - Wednesday 23 August 1848

[2] Morning Advertiser - Monday 01 May 1848. Both milestones are still in place.

[3] The Era - Sunday 07 May 1848

[4] Seldon, Edward. George Seward: America's First Great Runner (Sears 2008)

[5] https://www.bristolclayshooting.com/history.php

[6] Bath Chronicle and Weekly Gazette - Thursday 07 April 1825. Public Ledger and Daily Advertiser - Friday 01 April 1825

Charles Westall from Illustrated Sporting and Dramatic News, 27 September 1862

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The Highwayman's Pub at Heathrow

 

The Three Magpies

The Three Magpies is the last surviving building of the hamlet of Heathrow. It sits on the southern side of the A4 at Harmondsworth, near the junction with Sipson Lane and Nene Road, isolated between two demolished building sites and surrounded by a road network.

 

Isolation is nothing new for this building. In the eighteenth century this site was on the edge of the notorious barren wastes of Hounslow Heath, where footpads and Highwaymen lurked to relieve travellers of their valuables. Once the coach travellers arrived at the lone inn they felt relief that the danger was past, but there were still hazards. Lurking in the smoky corners of the inn, were shady characters listening to conversations to pick up clues about future victims. The Bath Road was the busy turnpike road to Windsor, Reading, and Bath and although its dirt surface was reinforced with gravel dug from the fields, it could become rutted with mud in the winter and dusty in the summer all of which slowed the carriages and made them vulnerable to attack. Today, the pub (800 Bath Road) continues to provide food and drink to the travelling public just as it did when the customers were enduring the bumpy, rattling, two-day journey to Bath.

 

One writer suggested that The Three Magpies was built in the 17th century[1], although British History Online say it was built in the eighteenth century which is a more likely date. It was called the Three Pigeons until 1765[2], to distinguish it from the building a few yards away which was a low-level thatched beerhouse called The Magpies, said to have possibly existed since 1216.[3] Both inns were always run separately with a different class of customer favouring one or the other, but they were collectively known as the Magpies. The Old Magpies was demolished to make way for the Heathrow underpass in 1951. For this blog we will just consider the Three Magpies and the fortunes of its licensees.

 

The landlords were many and varied. Some enterprising and industrious, others were less so. There was an auction in 1792 at the building, which included two stables, a large yard, and a garden. John Meads, the landlord, had just died and his executor, Thomas Jarvis, was selling the inn on behalf of his legatees. John Meads had been landlord since at least 1782 when he was paying a modest amount of land tax, but over the years he had taken advantage of the agricultural depression and had been buying pieces of land from local farmers. By 1789 he was paying enough land tax to equal some of the major landowners in the parish.

At this time landlords were long-term owner/occupiers. In 1799 thirty carriers a week travelled along Bath Road from London to Reading, and fifty-five coach services, but transport systems were evolving. By 1836 Welshman Jonathan Evans was insuring the Three Magpies, but as the public found rail travel quicker and more comfortable than coach travel, trade was dropping off. The nearest station was West Drayton on the Great Western Region and it can be no coincidence that soon after the station opened in June 1838, Evans was looking for other sources of income. He placed an advert in the London papers for “Lovers of Angling” to visit his spacious pleasure grounds where they could fish in his large well-stocked fish pond and afterwards the “piscatory visitor could rely on any fish they caught to be delicately cooked”.[5] Evans was still there in the 1841 census when he was 46 and running the pub with five live-in servants.

Sometime before 1844 Charles Morton became landlord of The Magpies. Formerly chief Huntsman to the Earl of Derby, he had kept several inns including the Magpies before being robbed by his housekeeper in London of a considerable amount of money and subsequent law suits wiped out the little money he had left. He was found hanged in a barn in Kent, aged 76, and the inquest Jury’s verdict was “that the deceased had destroyed himself”.[6] There might have been another factor involved in his suicide for in March 1843 a little boy aged between three and four years was visiting the landlord of the Magpies Inn and whilst playing in the garden he fell into the pond and drowned.[7]

 

The search for more sources of income for the Three Magpies led the next landlord, Mr Greatrex, to use his influence within the sporting fraternity.[8] He was a sportsman himself and the growing sport of pedestrianism (distance walking or running races) was attracting participants who could earn good prize money and spectators who would place wagers on the winners. Now that the carriage trade was reduced, many races, of all kinds, took place on the wide, flat Bath Road, where distances could be accurately measured between the milestones. Mr Greatrex , however, developed the facilities further. On his six acres of land behind the pub, he built a running track that circled the fishing lake. Some long-distance road races would finish on the track and to keep the spectators entertained, while they were waiting for the competitors to arrive, Greatrex arranged novelty races such as hopping and running backwards.[9] In fact any sport that could be wagered on took place at or around The Three Magpies. These included steeple-chasing (on horse-back), bare-knuckle fighting, trotting, as well as being the regular meeting place for the Royal Staghounds and other Hunts.

Mr Neville Brown was the licensee when on Tuesday 8th January 1850 the Three Magpies had an unexpected visit from 30 to 40 fellow sporting licensed victuallers who were there to witness one of their number attempt to walk 20 miles in under four hours for a £50 prize. There was heavy betting on the outcome and the task was accomplished with 12 minutes to spare. About 25 of the group then sat down to a spread that was “a credit to mine host Brown who had no notice of the affair coming off”.[10] The unexpected visitors did not disperse until nine in the evening. Neville Brown made further improvements to the running track, extending it to 440yds (a quarter mile) for the Grantham v. Levett match in March 1850.  Bell’s Life in London and Sporting Chronicle described the enclosed ground as a “delightful spot; and the sprint and quarter of a mile courses have been put in excellent order by Mr Brown.”[11] However in July 1850 Brown was declared bankrupt caused by a mixture of overspending and allowing too much outstanding credit to debtors.[12] By January 1851, the Magistrates at Uxbridge had removed Neville Brown’s licence from the Magpies Inn and transferred it to Mr Haywood.[13] It must have been around this time that the pub was acquired by the Isleworth Brewery because the tenure of the licensees became shorter as they were moved around between the Brewery network.

George Williams, originally from Gloucestershire was licensee when in 1870 he was summoned for allowing people to drink in the bar before 1pm on a Sunday. He pleaded guilty and was fined £2 at the Uxbridge Petty Sessions.[14] Two years later he was present when Edward Tillier broke into the pub via the skittle alley between midnight and 1am. Tillier took off his boots and carrying a lighted candle entered the bar area. However, Tillier’s big mouth had been his undoing and laying in wait for him was local policeman, William Belch, who had overheard the thief planning his break-in. PC Belch had informed George Williams, and they had both stayed up to catch him red-handed. Tillier was found guilty of breaking into the inn and even though it was his first offence, he was sentenced to three months hard labour.[15] Williams remained at The Three Magpies until at least 1878 when he and his wife, Jane, moved to nearby Ashford and opened a grocery shop. He died in Colnbrook in 1901 aged 79.

 

Leonard Sayer, a former Butler at Mount Stuart House, Scotland, who had been born in Canterbury, Kent, was landlord at the Three Magpies in 1889, and was there for at least 3 years.

By 1894 Alfred Henry Mays was landlord when he was accused of assault by a customer who had been barred from the pub. One evening on 3rd January Thomas William Luckett tried to buy a drink, and being refused was asked to leave. He was roughly ejected from the building by the barman, Arthur Albert Mays whom he alleged assaulted him. At the trial, after hearing the evidence, the magistrates deliberated before finding Alfred Mays, the landlord, not guilty, and fined Arthur Mays £3 of which £2 would go to the victim for his injuries.[16] By 1899 Edward Varnell had taken over the licence. Varnell was born in the Strand, London, and as a young man earned a living as a hammerman in a ironworks in Southwark, later buying his own greengrocery shop in Battersea. However his London-born wife did not seem to relish being the wife of a country publican and stayed in London running a Boarding House when he took over the Three Magpies. Between 1904 until after WW1 there were a series of caretaker publicans: Charles Henry Finch, a former Army Quartermaster Sergeant in the Army Service Corp, Henry Wheeler and David Wiggins. [17]

It was not until George Rawlings took over the licence around 1924 that the pub had a long-term landlord again. Rawlings had already spent 20 years as the landlord of the Eagles Arms, Hammersmith, and was to stay at The Three Magpies for another seventeen years. During that time he established himself in the community. He was connected with many local groups including St Saviours church, The British Legion, Licensed Victuallers association, and was a Freemason. During WWII he was an ARP warden. His wife, Caroline, died in 1931 and was buried in Harmondsworth cemetery. A year later George Rawlings married, in Marylebone, the widowed Alice, and she helped him run the pub. In January 1934 the deep fishing pond behind the pub almost dried up and 500 fish were lost. This was a financial blow for Rawlings who had 30-40 regular anglers using the pond. The cause was unknown, but Rawlings thought it was caused by excavation work in the area.[18] During his tenure the clubroom of the pub was a popular venue for charitable Whist Drives. There was also a darts team, a football team, and a Thrift Club. When George Rawlings died in 1941 his wife, Alice, took over the licence.[19]

 

Alice Rawlings was not the only female licensee in the area. With many men at war the women were keeping the pubs open. Down the Bath Road, at the Coach and Horses at Harlington Corner, the licensee was Alice Jeffreys. She had live-in help in the pub from H.W. “Bill” Sell and his wife. Bill Sell was also working part-time as a commercial traveller for a bookseller. In 1945, just as Bill Sell was approaching his 70th birthday and looking forward to a peaceful retirement, the licence of the Three Magpies became available and he decided this "country" pub would suit his retirement plans. By then the distant farmland to the south of the pub, was in the process of being cleared and concrete runways constructed, for what was thought to become a military airfield. The construction crew would make use of The Three Magpies for their breaks, and the trade from the lorries and cars using the Bath Road made up for the loss of takings from the farm labourers on the requisitioned Heathrow Farms. It must have come as a pleasant shock to Bill Sell when the following year London’s first civil airport opened and suddenly the pub was in demand by the airport workers and passengers alike who were using the temporary airport buildings (ex-Army marquees), along the edge of the Bath Road adjacent to the Magpies. It soon attracted a cosmopolitan clientele speaking many languages and ten years later Bill Sell was still serving drinks to air and road travellers who stopped at his pub.[20] It was during Bill’s tenure that the remaining 4.5 acres of land behind the pub - having long been renowned for its sporting activities - was requisitioned by the Government in 1948 for the use by the airport.[21] Bill Sell continued as landlord until his death in 1959.

 

Since the airport opened to the public in 1946 the area it covers has increased many times and the once remote pub is now surrounded by hotels. But it is a survivor. Even if the third runway gets built it is not scheduled for demolition, but will be stranded between the northern and third runways with no passing trade.  There is every hope that the airport expansion plans will be quietly forgotten, but a more worrying prospect is the fact that Greene King are considering closing many of their pubs.  It will be very sad if we lose this ancient pub which continues to be a welcome place for a drink and a good meal.

This is just a glimpse of the Three Magpies long history. The landlords might have shaped its story, but so did transport, people and culture. The fascinating 300 year-old history of the Three Magpies is soon to be published in paperback.

 
[1] Robbins, Michael, Middlesex, (Chichester, 2003), p.279. Built 18th Century according to British History online. See footnote 7.

[2] London Borough of Hillingdon, Review of Local List of Buildings of Architectural or Historic Importance, 2010. No. 219.

[3] Uxbridge & W. Drayton Gazette - Friday 09 December 1949

[4] Morning Advertiser - Thursday 13 May 1824

[5] The News (London) - Sunday 26 August 1838

[6] Kentish Mercury - Saturday 26 October 1844

[7] Windsor and Eton Express - Saturday 11 March 1843

[8] Bell's Life in London and Sporting Chronicle - Sunday 30 April 1848

[9] The Era - Sunday 07 May 1848

[10] Bell's Life in London and Sporting Chronicle - Sunday 13 January 1850

[11] Bell's Life in London and Sporting Chronicle - Sunday 24 March 1850

[12] Gloucester Journal - Saturday 13 July 1850

[13] Bucks Herald - Saturday 11 January 1851

[14] Windsor and Eton Express - Saturday 23 April 1870

[15] Windsor and Eton Express - Saturday 09 March 1872

[16] Middlesex County Times - Saturday 27 January 1894

[17] Ancestry.co.uk 1911 Census

[18] Uxbridge & W. Drayton Gazette - Friday 26 January 1934

[19] Uxbridge & W. Drayton Gazette - Friday 26 September 1941

[20] Daily Herald - Thursday 16 August 1956

[21] Uxbridge & W. Drayton Gazette - Friday 17 September 1948

Three Magpies 1944

Three Magpies 1910

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 “Longford: A Village in Limbo” by Wendy Tibbitts.

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