Charles Philbrick and his brother George were the second generation to run Philbrick’s tannery on Katesgrove Lane. They took over the business from their father John in the 1860s.
The Whitley Pump has been sent another stinkpipe photograph by John Howard. All that remains of this one is a stub and it is used as an unofficial rubbish bin.
The Whitley Pump was sent these photographs by John Howard. These two stinkpipes are very close together on the same street in Whitley less than ten minutes walk from Morrisons.
Reading’s Caribbean Associations Group (CAG) vowed to fight Reading Borough Council (RBC) at a packed meeting at RISC on Friday 4 August. The Aspire Community Interest Company (CIC), founded by CAG, had bid for London Street’s Central Club and its famous ‘Black History’ mural, but the council had decided to put the site on the open market instead.
26 – 28 and 38 Southampton Street are to be sold by the auctioneers Lambert Smith Hampton on 17 July 2017.
People do collect all manner of odd things and it’s a great rare bonus when these collectibles have some significance for all. I have over 200 matchbox covers of old pubs from Reading and other places, mostly within Berkshire.
by John Dearing
Among the inscriptions and memorials in St Mary’s, Castle Street is a memorial to Corporal William Henry Cross of the 58th company of the Imperial Yeomanry, killed at the battle of Bethlehem on 7 July 1900 during the conflict variously called the Second Boer War or South African War.
Katesgrove has been firmly placed on the Reading tourist trail following walks arranged by Reading Civic Society over the weekend. Organised around the two town centre conservation areas, the walks were to celebrate the fiftieth anniversary of the establishment of the first conservation area.
Here is a solstice stinkpipe for Reading’s longest day in 2017.
The Whitley Pump received photos this week of the brief moment when work on the gym at 43 Whitley Street revealed the sign for Whitby’s Camera Shop, a previous occupant of the building.
This stinkpipe is in northern Katesgrove.
On a fresh Mayday morning, I went along to the first part of an organised walk at that eleven acre wedge of melancholy calm and beauty known as Reading Old Cemetery. An eager crowd of around a hundred souls had gathered to learn more of Reading’s trees and celebrate the publishing of a remarkable book on the subject.