Posted By The Sugar Girls ~ 20th January 2013
After we wrote about the sixtieth anniversary of the Great Smog in December, we received a fascinating email from Janet Stammers, who grew up in Albert Road, Silvertown in the 1950s and remembers the smog well.
As Janet recalled:
“My mum and me were trying to make our way to Eid’s the bakers and literally could not see a hand in front of us for the thick green pea soup colour of the fog.
“The five minute walk to the bakers was a familiar route but within two minutes of leaving home the smog hit us and we were stuck half way not being able to get our bearings.
“We were terrified and lost,when out of the fog came two red lights which were the rear lights of a baker’s van. (There were no white reversing lights in the 1950s.)
“We had actually reached Eid’s the bakers and it was Mr Eid who was reversing into us and almost pinned us to the bakery wall. Fortunately for us, Mr Eid heard our terrified screams and, as always was kindness itself and took me and my mum into the bakery, gave us a cup of tea; and from miraculously out of the blue appeared a policeman with a lantern and duly escorted mum and me back to Albert Road.
“When Dad came in from his shift in the shore gang in the King George VI dock he listened with incredulity of our adventure and then retorted, ‘I gather you didn’t get any bread then.'”