Skip to main content

Alice Esther Emma Pitts 1903-1978

 

ALICE ESTHER EMMA PITTS 1903-1978

 


Permission required to reuse photograph. .

I have started to write this blog post many times but given up on each occasion. My immediate family’s relationship with my grandmother was not the easiest. She was not the happiest of ladies and had become increasingly bitter as the years past. But there are many circumstances within her life that could have contributed to this, my own memories of her are not the happiest. But to counterbalance this when speaking with my cousins that met her have fonder memories.

Alice was the 2nd child and eldest daughter of William Richard Pitts and Eliza nee Deaney born on the 29th Jun 1903.

Until I began researching my family tree, I was unaware that ‘Granny’ was 1 of 7 children, being aware, only of a younger brother Bill, who I remember visiting in his grocery shop in Rickmansworth.

My mother, however, vaguely recalled Granny mentioning a sister who ran away, but I only discovered this a few years ago and it is from this ‘sister’ that I have received most contacts related to DNA matches. There was, however, no mention of any of the 4 brothers who died before they reached adulthood. Alice, therefore, was the eldest of the surviving children.

Whilst her parents lived in and around London, her father having various general labouring work, Alice would reminisce about time spent cherry picking in Penn, Bucks, a neighbouring village to Holmer Green, the birthplace of Alice and the home of her mother’s wider family.

The 1911 census, shows the family were living in Harrow, where William was working as a ‘horse keeper to a butcher’. Alice was at school.

By the 1921 census the family were living in Notting Hill. Her father, William was now working as an Insurance Agent for the Pearl Insurance Company alongside his wife Eliza. Her brother, Stanley was also living at home at this time. He later died whilst and inpatient at Stoke Colony, a home for people with learning difficulties. Also registered are Alice’s siblings, William (Bill) and Maud. A 17-year-old Alice is working at Lyons Catering Co in Kilburn High Rd.


  kilburnwesthampstead.blogspot.com

Granny was a ‘Nippy’, I thought, but this is not factually correct. The term ‘Nippy’ for the waitresses in Lyons Tea rooms did not become their name until the mid 1920’s. Prior to this their waitresses were known as ‘Gladys’.

Alice married Maurice Perry in 1924, the story being that they had met when her father was working at a riding stable when Maurice was taking lessons. I cannot assert the truth of this although William Pitts was working with horses in the 1911 census. Perhaps more likely is that they met through the Salvation Army. Both the Perry and William Pitts and his family had membership links with the Salvation Army within a shared neighbourhood.

Maurice had been hospitalised, having fallen from an aircraft wing in Constantinople (Istanbul) during the Chanak crisis and had been medically retired from the service in 1923. Alice’s introduction to married life would have been further impacted by Maurice suffering from some form of mental disorder in 1924.



  Transcript:  Darenth Cottage  Brasted

             I have recently been attending Mr Maurice Perry. Mentally he is abnormal making cold statements which cannot be true. He varies much from time to time, stutters in his speech and is very forgetful. He is a possible case of ? General Paralysis and would bear investigation and watching for any grave mental disease.

                             KLS Ward MD

                                   Feb XV 25.

Maurice’s health must have improved as in 1928, a son was born. Around this time Maurice was had several businesses including a garage in Purley. My Dad implied that he was bankrupt on several occasions, including the garage and a coal business he ran with his brother.

In the early 1930’s Maurice, Alice and their son moved to St Jean de Luz where Maurice worked as a chauffeur to the French Legation. I have not been able to authenticate the latter, but the history of this region is complex. My Dad stated that this was the happiest time in an otherwise unhappy childhood.

On their return from France. Alice’s parent’s marriage broke up, her mother Eliza, Alice, Maurice and Dad all moved in together for a short period. Eliza’s divorce was granted in 1936 and she soon after remarried.

By the time of the 1939 Registration, Alice, Maurice and their son were all registered as living on the Staines Rd in Bedfont, this road now being part of the perimeter of Heathrow Airport. This was not their property, the address actually belonged to Maurice’s mother Edith. Edith’s adopted son Leslie, who was the biological son of her daughter Dorothy was also living there, as was a young Audrey Perry. I have noted that there are trees on Ancestry that identify Audrey as the son of Maurice and Alice. This is not the case, Audrey was the niece of Maurice, the daughter of his brother Ted, ‘Edward’ and his first wife Beatrice nee Enfield, who sadly died in 1930 of Tuberculosis.

There is a story related to Audrey that has been told to me, showing Alice’s kindness to her. Staying up all night to repair and provide new clothing for one of her dolls. I am also aware that she was kind to my dad’s schoolfriend who’s own mother had died. The change in personality appeared to be a consequence of the breakdown in her marriage around this time and certainly when my Dad met and married my mother.

It was whilst they were both working in a factory related to the war effort that Maurice and Peggy began their relationship. Peggy was the niece by marriage of Maurice’s sister. Peggy assumed the relationship of niece to Maurice a fact that Alice was most dismissive of. Interestingly when Maurice died, Peggy asserted that she was his niece on his death certificate. This whole situation was the catalyst to Alice’s bitterness and the fragmenting of my dad’s relationship with his father in an attempt to assert the status quo and loyalty to his mother.

During this time Alice worked hard taking on cleaning jobs then working as a seamstress in a clothes factory. At this time the work environment could have been described as a sweatshop.

When my father completed his National Service, he returned to the UK and bought his first house. Alice happily ensconced herself there and perhaps helps understand her instant dislike to my mother when she and dad met and the ensuing need to find somewhere else to live.

Alice then stayed with various relatives and as live in ladies’ companion to posts that she found in The Lady. My Dad maintained a relationship with his mother, but it was not an easy job. My Mum recalled that when I was born, he bought Alice to the hospital to see me and Mum. She spent the visit ignoring Mum and would not look at me. Mum recounted that the whole visit was spent talking directly to Dad. I only really recall visiting my Grandmother once although I know there were other visits, when she was living in Southrop in the Cotswolds. She was living in a converted farm building it was tiny, and I recall there being an earth closet in a shed halfway down the garden. My sister was about 5 or 6 at the time but recently she recounted that she was aware that whilst Granny had appeared to have thawed a little and took notice of her, she still ignored me.

As much as Granny paid little attention to my Mum or I, I was always struck that my Dad was bombarded on both sides. His father and Peggy were always talking of the achievements of their mutual nephew, whilst Granny always held up her niece in much the same way.

Throughout her life, religion played an important role and whilst she left the Salvation Army, she attended and played the organ in the local church. Perhaps one of the most telling of comments as to Alice’s personality came from the vicar of said church stating that she ‘could and would argue with a stone.’ It was this same vicar who informed us that Granny had had a stroke and been taken to hospital. It was after this event that Dad organized a place for Granny in a home in Stow on the Wold where she died in 1978.

Comments

Popular posts from this blog

52 Ancestors in 52 Weeks: Week 31. Favourite Name.

EUGENIE MARIA MARY CRETON JAY  The Affair: An 1875 engraving shows a man snooping on his wife as she meets with her lover …   This weeks theme is difficult, it is like picking a favourite child. I rather like my 2x Great Grandmother's middle and chosen name, Rosella, but I have already written about her in a previous post:  52 Ancestors in 52 Weeks: Mothers Day (mypynthdev.blogspot.com)   Incidently my mother said, if she had known the name before I was born she would have chosen it for me. I'm not sure how I would have felt about that as child/teenager. Another name that has drawn me over the years is Catherine Sophia Lissa Woodley and whilst she had, in my opinion, a lovely name, she has an interesting story of her own to tell, I have already written her story:  Catherine Sophia Lissa Woodley: Sister of Mercy (mypynthdev.blogspot.com) So who have I chosen for this weeks post? Well she does have a nice name, but I have for some reason been drawn to her, since s...

52 Ancestors in 52 Weeks: Week 48. Strength.

  FLORENCE STEWART PERRY nee ANDREWS 1882-1957 Kindly shared by JP If you have read any of my previous posts you will have perhaps noticed, I write a lot about the women in my tree. In the most part this is because many focus on the males in their tree, their occupations, their military service etc, but there are often 'strong' women beside them, caring for their children, managing on what money may or may not be coming in and often undertaking sideline home work which was so badly paid. One of those women was my Great Grandmother Eliza Pitts, but I have already written about her under the theme, 'Loss'. So today I am writing about another lady, the wife of my half Grand-Uncle, Florence Stewart Perry nee Andrews wife of John Arthur Perry. When writing his autobiographical journal, 'By Devious Paths' John A. makes this dedication:-  Dedicated to the constant and faithful companion on my Pilgrimage, 'By Devious Paths MY WIFE. Writing this I am well aware that ...

52 Ancestors in 52 Weeks: Week 29. Fashion.

WOMENS HOME INDUSTRIES A Post War Home Workers Story  This post was inspired by a dress.* A family member manages a charity shop (thrift store, op shop) for The Plymouth Drake Foundation and received a donation of a bag of vintage dresses. Amongst these were some by the designer, Emma Hanbury and one that had all the elements of haute couture construction and made of silk. The label inside was:- I was asked to see if I could find any information about Dorothy Law of 10 West Halkin St, Belgrave Square, London, sadly I was unable to pinpoint the lady. However what I did find was a post war band of home workers utilising their needle skills to earn "dollars" for the UK economy. This is the story of Womens Home Industries of no.11 West Halkin Street. In post war Britain, there was a need to rebuild the countries economy, it was seen that there was a wealth of talented women, that could be given practical work that they could undertake at home. Under the instigation of Stella Isaa...