House Collapse in
Mornington Road
- the following story was sent in by Jean Harrington (nee Haywood) from her home in
Australia.
I am now in the twilight of my years (well I'm over 60 - just) and saw a copy of a Smethwick magazine here in
Australia recently. Naturally I went online (as people do nowadays) to reminisce about my childhood growing up in
Smethwick. One of my very vivid memories is of a near tragedy in our household. My parents made the front page of a national newspaper and I was terrified - at the age of 7.
I lived at
1/43 Mornington Road, about 100 metres from the junction with
Pope Street. My grandparents lived at
No.47 Mornington Road, which was on the other side of
Pope Street. My 4 yr old sister, Carol, and I were playing in the street near my grans house. The gas board was digging a trench about 2 ft from the outside of our house which was the end house in a row of terraced houses.
It was a hot late-August day in 1950, about
12.30pm. My dad, George Haywood, had come home for lunch. He worked at the
Birmingham "Carriage Works". My baby brother, Tony, who had just turned 12 months, was just about to be put to bed for his afternoon sleep. Dad looked up and noticed a crack in the ceiling of the parlour, going from one corner to the other. Instinctively he got everyone into the back kitchen. My mom, (Gert), dad, brother and a teenager 'baby sitter' (Maureen Elsdon) were all in the back kitchen while the house literally collapsed around them. They were shaken up but unhurt.
I saw what I described as a huge cloud of dust which came down from the sky, hit the ground and then rolled back up again. I knew it was near my house and started panicking, wanted to know what was happening to my mom and dad. My gran gathered my sister and me up in her arms and took us inside her house. What happened after that is difficult to recall but I can remember seeing my mom and dad in the evening paper. My parents were both 28 yrs old but my mom looked so old I hardly recognised her.
Another picture in the paper was of our house with the gable end wall missing. The beds were hanging down from the floor and even the chamber pot was visible for everyone to see!
We were re-housed at
106 Hurst Road, Warley. I went to
Abbey
Road
Junior
School from the September of that year. My Aunty Gladys, mom's sister, was married in August 1950 and all her wedding presents had been stored in our house. She and her husband, Uncle Bill Sale, lost a fair bit too yet come Christmas-time, my Aunty Gladys rallied around the family to get us kids Christmas presents, as mom and dad had practically nothing.
Our house was re-built and it took approx 12 months before we could move back in. I lived in that house until I got married in 1962, when I moved with my husband to
48 Pope Street. Just round the corner from mom and dad.
My dad is now 82 yrs old and living in Danesford Grange Nursing Home in Bridgnorth. Sadly mom and Tony died within the last 2 years. My sister Carol and our respective families have lived in
Australia for the past 24 years. Uncle Bill died a few years ago but Aunty Gladys still lives in
Harvington Road, Oldbury.
I wonder if anyone else can recall the events of that day in August 1950.
(Article first appeared in the Smethwick Heritage Telephone Magazine January 2005)