Many thanks to Philip Grant for this fascinating guest blog. My late older brother, David, had a lifelong passion for motorbikes that probably started with the 'Wembley Lions.
As well as
the A.R.P. wardens, first aid and rescue teams were also organised. After the
bombing raids started in earnest, in August 1940, nearly all civilians had to
undertake "fire watching" duties (around 7,500 of the c. 9,000 bombs
which fell in the Wembley area between 1940 and 1945 were incendiaries), so
around 25,000 Wembley people in total were engaged in some form of Civil
Defence work during the war. The Borough lost 149 civilians killed in air
raids, including several A.R.P. wardens, with over 400 more seriously injured.
You were
probably living in Wembley during the Second World War, more than seventy years
ago, or have talked to someone who was, if you can answer this question. But
even if neither applies to you, you may still be interested to know why I am
asking.
I deal with
email local history enquiries on behalf of Wembley History Society, and they
sometimes set some fascinating puzzles. One arrived recently from a lady in the
United States. She was looking around a Goodwill store (charity shop), and saw
a very attractive coat of arms, hand-painted on a wooden plaque. She bought it,
took it home, and then began to wonder what it was, and the story behind it.
The name
“Wembley” was almost certainly a place, and she found out that the letters
“ARP” stood for Air Raid Precautions, in Britain during the Second World War.
By searching online, she discovered that there was someone she could contact
who might know more about the history of Wembley at that time, so she sent me a
photo of her plaque.
A.R.P. Post 12 Plaque, from Cheryl Hutton |
I have no doubt
that this home-made coat of arms came from “our” Wembley, as the lion in the
top right quarter is copied from the badge of the “Wembley Lions” motorcycle
speedway team. They were based at Wembley Stadium, and were hugely popular
during the 1930’s, when they were national champions several times.
The blue and
yellow quarter below it shows an air raid warden’s helmet, gas mask and rattle,
so there can be little doubt that the plaque was first made for, and probably
displayed at, ARP Post 12, in Sector 8 / 9 of the Borough of Wembley. But where
was this, and why did the wardens call their base ‘the Beggars Roost”? Is the
chicken (or “rooster”) a clue, and who is the beggar above it on the plaque? I
don’t know, and would certainly welcome any information that readers, or anyone
they can forward this article to who might be able to help, could provide.
Eighty years
ago the Borough of Wembley was a separate local government area, with a
population of just over 100,000 people. Even before the war, the local Council
was making A.R.P plans, and starting to build public air raid shelters, in
response to the threat from Germany. After war broke out, a full-scale air raid
wardens service was mobilised, which at its height had 2,500 wardens, 95% of
them unpaid volunteers.
I know, from
an elderly neighbour (the son of a warden), that the A.R.P. post for our 1930's-built
estate was in the requisitioned garage of a local bungalow. His father was one
of the first on the scene when a German "parachute mine" hit a row of
shops in Kingsbury Road one night in September 1940, killing two mothers, a
baby boy and a seven year old girl, in the flats above. This is an official
"war damage" photo of the scene, taken the following day, which shows
the sort of event that the wardens had to deal with (thankfully, not too
often!).
Bombed shops and flats in Kingsbury Road, 1940 |
The “Beggars
Roost” plaque, which somehow found its way to the U.S.A. after the war, is a
reminder that the bombing of civilians, horrible as it is, is not just
something that happens in far-away places like Syria or Yemen. It happened in
Wembley as well, and the volunteer men and women of A.R.P. Post 12, and others
like it, did their best to protect their neighbours from such atrocities. I
hope that, perhaps with your help, I can find out more about them.
Philip Grant.