The inspiration this week at Sepia Saturday is a photo of a wall-mounted clock in what appears to be some kind of workshop. I couldn’t find a photo of a clock, but I thought of “workshop” and “work” and remembered these 3 photos from my granddad, Douglas’s, collection. It seems to be a Works Outing, probably from somewhere near Dunfermline, Fife – I’m not sure where he worked at the time. Here we are getting off the Magical Mystery Tour bus – I wonder if there was rowdy singing on the way?
and here are some of the Lads on the ferry – I wonder where we are going? At least no one is hanging over the side. Yet. Billy Bunter’s off to forage for buns, but someone else forgot to bring his teeth…
We’ve reached the next stage of our journey, but Bert is too much of a weakling to allow us to continue so I hope East Arms is a pub. However, there is extra good news
there are THREE (yes, dear reader, three) clocks in this photo 🙂 That’s Douglas in the Commodore in the middle, trying to control his homies.
I hope they all had a good time, and that everyone got home safely, but I’m curious about where they went. I can’t find a place called “East Arms” using Google, and we don’t have half-timbered buildings in Scotland, so I suspect they ventured further afield. Any ideas?
I’m off to check the time on the other Sepia Saturday posts!
UPDATE! Thanks to Mike Brubaker and Michael Inkpen, I now know that the lads were far from home. It can’t have been a day trip as they were at East Arms, Hurley, Maidenhead in Berkshire, 435 miles away from home. Here’s how it looks a few decades on
It would take at least 7 1/2 hours to get there today – wonder how long it took them in their coaches before motorways?
Mike Inkpen emailed me to say “I’m pretty sure this is the place where the coaches are drawn up.
It’s Thames Side, Henley on Thames. Look at the building facing us and
the skyline. The river here is used for the Henley Royal Regatta and the
mooring mid-stream and the judges booth all add up.”
I think he’s right. So was it a Works Outing to the Henley Regatta, or did they just happen to pass through at the right time? It’s a long way to go, so I suspect they were on a bigger trip with a bigger purpose. It could also have been a Masonic Lodge trip, as Douglas was a Mason.
FURTHER FURTHER UPDATE!
Thanks Mike – he has found the place that the Lads probably boarded the ferry, at Thameside. It looks quite similar to where they got off the buses