John Claridge: East London In The 1960s/1970s

Photographs copyright © John Claridge

I found some more of John Claridge’s photos online. They date from 1962-1972 but seem to come from a much earlier time. Hard to believe I was aged from 10-20 years old when these were taken. There are few captions, as most are self-explanatory.

An ex-boxer, well known in the area.

John’s Parents, 1968.

42 thoughts on “John Claridge: East London In The 1960s/1970s

    1. I think he chose the worst-looking spots in the district of Poplar, Annabelle. But much of that area was actually like that, other than the new estates springing up with tower blocks and other high-density council housing.
      Best wishes, Pete.

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  1. (1) Crêpe Repairs? I’ll keep that in mind the next time I go out for breakfast.
    (2) So this is not the ticket office for the Oberland Express?
    (3) Mass X-Ray! So now churches need to screen people for weapons and explosives?
    (4) Drivers who gawk at beautiful cityscapes instead of watching the road ahead inevitably put their lives at risk.
    (5) Overheard:
    Ex-Boxer: “Little pig, little pig, let me come in.”
    Pig: “No, not by the hairs on my chinny chin chin.”
    Ex-Boxer: “Then I’ll huff, and I’ll puff, and I’ll blow your house in.”
    (6) “Watching passersby pick their nose instead of digging coins out of their pocket gives me a whopping headache!”
    (7) “We’re blocking the door. Just you try to get in!”
    (8) “I’m still here, Romeo!” (Patience is a virtue, but this is ridiculous!)
    (9) “Dear Santa. My wife and I spent yet another Christmas without a single present. Do we need to modify our chimney?”

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  2. The sixties was when we moved out of Stoke Newington, further East to Woodford.
    We wouldn’t be able to afford a place in Stoke Newington now – certainly not one the size of Gran’s Victorian mid-terraced house.

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  3. Fascinating pictures, Pete. The one of the elderly lady at the window reminded me strongly of the end of A Christmas Carol, when the newly converted Ebenezer throw open the window and called Happy Christmas to passersby on the street.

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    1. I like these photos a lot, Robbie. Sadly, the reproduction of them in the article I found them in was not great. But they still speak of a time and place.
      Best wishes, Pete.


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