>>Over on casebook you also refer to the stables in Primrose street which were mentioned by someone on a Broad Street website.<<
From further investigationsince then, it's possible that was a private stables, I've found adverts offering stables in or next to the Fox and Grapes pub 18 Primrose. So, that's a bit up in the air at the moment.
I've never noticed a mention of "horse meat" at Broad St, but then I wasn't looking either.
Dids H&B import much pre slaughtered meat? I'm guessing they might I've done a deal with Broad St to dispose of unwanted horses given the sheer volume of horses at the station.
Hi Dusty,
No, as far as I'm aware the meat imported from the provinces was already butchered and boiled. They did have a contract with Pickfords to take all their cast-off horses, though.
As I'm sure you know, one of CAL's sons ( Thomas? Charles?) described himself as a a meat carter/salesman and lived for a time in Winthrop Street.
It is not quite true, by the way, to say that the traffic in eatables is only into London. Broad-street dispatches every day to Lancashire three or four truckloads of what is known as "offal" - the heads and feet, the hearts and livers of the animals that are slaughtered at the Deptford Cattle Market. But this may perhaps be considered to be balanced by the fact that there is a large "inwards" traffic in cat's meat from Scotland. Why horses should die more freely in Scotland, or cats be more hungry in London, or why Lancashire should have a special penchant for tripe and trotters is sociological puzzle for which the Broad-street authorities have made no attempt to find a solution.
Extract from an Article by W. M. Ackworth originally in Murrays Magazine, but reprinted in the Gloucestershire Chronicle of 18th February, 1888.
or why Lancashire should have a special penchant for tripe and trotters is sociological puzzle for which the Broad-street authorities have made no attempt to find a solution.
It all went into Betty Turpin's Lancashire hotpot.
or why Lancashire should have a special penchant for tripe and trotters is sociological puzzle for which the Broad-street authorities have made no attempt to find a solution.
It all went into Betty Turpin's Lancashire hotpot.
Yes, that bit was no great sociological conundrum to me.
Over on the Cross thread (?) there is a press report that speaks of Pickfords' vans loaded with cats's meat being 'near Liverpool Street station'. Broad Street station was next door to Liverpool Street station.
So, Team Lechmere are spoiled for choice, meatwise, at Broad Street: prime Scotch beef from the Express, semi-putrid cat's meat, also from Scotland, and Deptford offal.
Given the Lechmere family's subsequent involvement in the horse flesh trade, my guess would be that it's more likely that that was what CAL carried on his cart.
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