An Irish-Cockney Village in the East End

Ellen Delay’s attendance medal, 1900. B.14-1995

This medal was awarded to Ellen Delay, a pupil at St Patrick’s School, Wapping in 1900. It’s a bit different from the medals awarded by the School Board for London I wrote about here. It has no portrait of the Queen, and the metal is a bit lighter. The name of the student is engraved, but so is the year, which suggests they weren’t minted annually. And also, significantly, the name of the school is included.

The Museum has another medal, awarded two years later to Ellen’s brother Denis, also ‘For Regular Attendance’.

St. Patrick’s was a Catholic school, and therefore not controlled by the School Board.[1] The narrow five-storey school was built in 1875 next to the new St. Patrick’s church, a Classical basilica built in 1871, marking a new Catholic parish in Wapping.

Ellen and her brother Denis were part of a tight-knit community of Irish Catholics which had grown next to the river, in between the docks and warehouses. Their grandparents, Dennis and Mary Delay, had moved to London from Cork in the 1840s and had six children; four girls went into domestic service, and the two sons, Cornelius and John, worked as general labourers. In 1876 Cornelius married Norah, and they in turn had six children. Denis (born 1891) and Ellen (born Mary Ellen in 1895) were the two youngest.

Official sources don’t record people’s lived experience, but they can be used to create a context to think more about childhood in the past. A fascinating starting point is Charles Booth’s poverty maps and notebooks. At the end of the nineteenth century, Booth walked almost every street in the city, normally accompanied by a local policeman, and recorded his observations. He then classified and colour-coded each street according to the economic state of its inhabitants.

Booth’s Poverty Map, from booth.lse.ac.uk

The 1899 version of the map shows the southern reaches of Wapping as a dense mixture of light blue (poor) and dark blue (very poor) streets. St. Patrick’s church was built on the site of the old workhouse, right under the ‘J’ of St. John. This was a densely populated, cosmopolitan area. The census records lodgers from Spain, Portugal and even the Philippines. Occupations include shipwright, dockworker, merchant sailor, and plenty of licensed victuallers (a.k.a. pub landlords).

While the children grew up, the Delay family shared a series of houses, often with two other families. One house was in Red Lion Street, which runs straight past the church to the river. Ellen and Denis’s daily experience wouldn’t have been too different from the scene witnessed by journalists from The Builder magazine thirty years earlier:

On the river-side [of the High Street] are the large shipping wharfs, with their Babel of noise, their din of cranks, cranes, and hydraulic lifts. The long street is lined with hosts of jabbering carmen, grumbling cabbies, touting porters, and provoked policemen… This singular spot of London East is an artificial island, and, comprised within its space, it exhibits the two extremes of great commercial wealth and importance, and the lowest phases of human suffering and indigence.[2]

Among these conflicting forces of wealth and poverty the two youngest Delay children made it to school often enough to receive a medal each. Ellen was only five when she got hers.

But the stories of the two Delay children end differently. Ellen died when she was ten, perhaps a victim of the smallpox that surged through the overcrowded streets of the East End, or a tragic accident in the docks. After Ellen’s death, Denis and his mother moved in with his married eldest sister, Catherine. He worked in the wharfs, and got married in 1924 to Margaret Lea. In 1927 they had a son, and named him Denis too.

This youngest Denis Delay followed his father and aunt to St. Patrick’s School, attending until he was ten. In the thirties, Wapping was subject to the ‘slum clearance’ that saw the concentrated back-to-back housing replaced with blocks of flats. Throughout this period of change, Reverend Reardon presided over the congregation of St. Patrick’s. He oversaw young Denis’s First Communion in the church that had hosted three generations of the Delay family.

At the start of the Second World War, children from St. Patrick’s were evacuated to St. Joseph’s Catholic Primary School in Guildford, and the bombs that fell in their absence created some of the open spaces used as parks in Wapping today. The Museum has the letter that was sent to parents.

Evacuation Notice, 1939. B.19-1995

Denis described Wapping in the 1930s in similar terms to observers at the turn of the century, and even in the 1870s: ‘Wapping was an island, then, surrounded by the river and dock water. Really like a village, properly-so-called, with all the advantages and disadvantages of a village – an Irish Cockney village’.


[1] The Board Schools established by the Education Act of 1870 were supposed to avoid ‘the religion question’. The act stated: ‘No religious catechism or religious formulary which is distinctive of any particular denomination shall be taught in the school.’ Section 14, Education Act 1870

[2] ‘Homes in the East of London: A visit to Wapping “island”.’ The Builder, 7 January 1871. Full article available at http://www.mernick.org.uk/thhol/wapping_island.html

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3 thoughts on “An Irish-Cockney Village in the East End

  1. [...] medal was won – or earned – by Lionel Lehman in 1903. It is not a School Board medal, but, like Denis Delay’s medal, comes from a religious institution, the Westminster Jews Free [...]

  2. Sullivan says:

    I was in Guildford at St Josephs school during the war with the children from St Patricks the
    headmaster was Mr Ridge also two teachers Miss Hanley and miss Casey , is there anybody
    on line who may remember one of the children who died at the time pupils and teachers
    attended the furneral at this time? if so perhaps they would reply to this note.I was born and bred in “Wapping” I left school in 1951 and moved to Norfolk after my national service , I
    had greats times growing up , and often think of “Wapping” as it was then , I suppose it has
    changed quite a bit since I left , I would like anbody to reply to make contact.

    • Patricia Petty says:

      Hello,
      While looking up some history of Wapping for my Mother recently, I came across your message and thought that it would interest her as she was also born and bred in Wapping and went to St. Patrick’s school although she actually left in 1950. However, she was not evacuated to Guildford with the other children during the war and so does not remember a child who died during that time? She has very fond memories of her days there and absolutely remembers Miss Hanley and Miss Casey! (By coincidence, I also went to St. Patrick’s as a small child during the early sixties and both teachers were still there, though I really do not remember either of them myself as we moved away when I was 7 years old).
      My Mum and her family lived in Matilda House which was on St. Katherine’s Way and those flats are still there to this day although the area does not resemble much of what my mum remembers when growing up there. When I told her of your message she was very pleased to know that someone still has fond memories of Wapping just like she has!
      Her name is Maureen and maiden name was McGrath, she came from quite a big
      family and some of her sisters names were Kathleen, Nellie and Marie, one of her brothers was called Dinny ,and her youngest brother Timmy was drowned in the Thames aged only 4 years.
      Not sure if any of this information means anything to you but a reply would be nice if it does.
      Kind regards,

      Pat Petty
      ps Mum says that she heard that Miss Casey was killed in a road accident quite a few years ago.

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