Thanks Maurice shall edit my post. Vv.
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Hi Ive been sorting out my mothers-Molly Farrington old photos.She worked at Ellisons as a blue print tracer- tracing engineering plans. She stareted there about1940 when she left school age 15years. I found a photo of the works netball team she started. Molly the married a Gerald Clayton. I remember her tracing plans at home in the eveningsMy father Wilfred Barr worked at Ellisons for over 40years and retired in 1970, he was an electrical fitter and he always came home stinking .... l know he worked with tufnol and his cowgown was always reeking of something....l enjoyed reading the history of about tufnol and ellisons and remember the x'mas parties for us kids also l do remember the exibition in 1944 at perry bridge l got to sit in a aeroplane there (l'm showing my age now).....l know in the main entrance was a big oil painting by a dame somebody... l think it was of a worker working on a switchgear well my dad was in it to....wonder what happened to it after they pulled the buildind down...Brenda
I am often reminded in some way that it is a "small world" in which we live! Your post and the following one were a blast from my past, as my father, Gethin Davies, also worked at Ellisons, (I'm guessing, at about the same time!), but is was an unlikely meeting with George Ellison himself which got him the job! Dad was a teenager, originally from an isolated small village, and later, a slightly larger town, in the Conwy valley in North Wales, but was well known as a brilliant young footballer as he played away matches all over North Wales. During one such match, at about the same time as he was due to leave school, he was noticed by a scout for Stockport County football club, and a subsequent offer was made for him to join the team. His father had much to say, along the lines of the fact that footballing careers often finished early due to injury (no physios in the early 1930s) and the need for a steady job to fall back on....... A solution was eventually found however, since my grandfather had connections within the electrical engineering industry - his grandfather and uncles had been instrumental in the development of hydro electric power in North Wales, and he had served an apprenticeship at "Metro Vicks" in Manchester, before returning home to work in the family business, The North Wales Power and Traction Company. Dad was duly taken on as an apprentice at "Metro Vicks" and was able to board with an uncle in Manchester. A while later, an offer followed to play for Everton, which was where Mr. Ellison, who was a director (chairman?) on the board of Aston Villa Football club, came to watch his team playing an away match. Very quickly came the offer to join the team in Birmingham, but again my grandfather stepped in to say that it was unviable as Dad hadn't finished his apprenticeship....... Back came a response from Mr. Ellison: the apprenticeship could be completed at Ellisons, Dad could play for Aston Villa (and the Ellison Switchgear football team) and suitable accommodation could be found with a Welsh family in Perry Barr. Within a very short time, Dad had packed his bags and headed for Birmingham, where he finished his apprenticeship and threw himself into football and city life, but it wasn't to last long: during a home match, Dad was injured and tore ligaments in his knee, for which there was no effective treatment at the time. He walked with a limp for the rest of his life, but kept his job in the test department, becoming Chargehand, and travelling all over the country to supervise new installations of Ellison equipment. Over this weekend, the horrendous weather reminded me of the week (I think in the early 1960s) he'd set off, by train, for Scotland to check an installation, which should have taken 3 or 4 days, and ended up stranded by the snow in a 4* hotel for 3 weeks, with all expenses paid! Meanwhile, my Mum was fretting at home that Dad wouldn't have sufficient clothes and she wouldn't have any housekeeping money, but Ellison's sorted both problems for her! Likewise, when Dad's friends from North Wales came for a city weekend and wanted to see the Villa play, Ellison's sorted it! Co-incidentally, my Mum, Betty Aston, also worked for Ellison's, as a bookkeeper in the offices, and she hated having to go down to the factory floor, because there was a chap in the test room who "wolf whistled" after her - I dare say that's not allowed these days! When he caught the same bus as her, travelling to Handsworth, every night for months, she eventually discovered he lived in the opposite direction! A couple of years later, she married Gethin from the Test Room!Here we have two business activities which produced a world beating product. George Ellison started out producing electrical switchgear in Paris in 1898 and subsequently made great advances through the later development of a reliable electrical insulation material, 'Tough Phenol' later named 'Tufnol' (or Synthethic Resin Paper). It even had a place in components for a variety of military equipment and during WW2 the Ministry of Aircraft Production took control of the Tufnol factory.
My interest in the company is because my dad was employed by Geo. Ellison when he came out of the RAF. He was an electrical engineer with the company. I remember going with him once to visit a client in North London. I never understood what he was actually there to do or what his job was (being very young and technically incompetent!) but he gave me a brilliant understanding of the London underground tube map which would prove to be invaluable in later years! I vividly remember the smell of the resin on his clothes as well as the generous Christmas parties, complete with the 'real' Father Christmas arriving at Wellhead Lane on his sleigh.
Here's a photo of George Ellison's premises at Wellhead Lane built in 1916. Across the road the Tufnol factory was built.
Also attached is a summary of how the company progressed over time and my favourite GE advert. Viv.
A wonderful story and piece of Birmingham History!I am often reminded in some way that it is a "small world" in which we live! Your post and the following one were a blast from my past, as my father, Gethin Davies, also worked at Ellisons, (I'm guessing, at about the same time!), but is was an unlikely meeting with George Ellison himself which got him the job! Dad was a teenager, originally from an isolated small village, and later, a slightly larger town, in the Conwy valley in North Wales, but was well known as a brilliant young footballer as he played away matches all over North Wales. During one such match, at about the same time as he was due to leave school, he was noticed by a scout for Stockport County football club, and a subsequent offer was made for him to join the team. His father had much to say, along the lines of the fact that footballing careers often finished early due to injury (no physios in the early 1930s) and the need for a steady job to fall back on....... A solution was eventually found however, since my grandfather had connections within the electrical engineering industry - his grandfather and uncles had been instrumental in the development of hydro electric power in North Wales, and he had served an apprenticeship at "Metro Vicks" in Manchester, before returning home to work in the family business, The North Wales Power and Traction Company. Dad was duly taken on as an apprentice at "Metro Vicks" and was able to board with an uncle in Manchester. A while later, an offer followed to play for Everton, which was where Mr. Ellison, who was a director (chairman?) on the board of Aston Villa Football club, came to watch his team playing an away match. Very quickly came the offer to join the team in Birmingham, but again my grandfather stepped in to say that it was unviable as Dad hadn't finished his apprenticeship....... Back came a response from Mr. Ellison: the apprenticeship could be completed at Ellisons, Dad could play for Aston Villa (and the Ellison Switchgear football team) and suitable accommodation could be found with a Welsh family in Perry Barr. Within a very short time, Dad had packed his bags and headed for Birmingham, where he finished his apprenticeship and threw himself into football and city life, but it wasn't to last long: during a home match, Dad was injured and tore ligaments in his knee, for which there was no effective treatment at the time. He walked with a limp for the rest of his life, but kept his job in the test department, becoming Chargehand, and travelling all over the country to supervise new installations of Ellison equipment. Over this weekend, the horrendous weather reminded me of the week (I think in the early 1960s) he'd set off, by train, for Scotland to check an installation, which should have taken 3 or 4 days, and ended up stranded by the snow in a 4* hotel for 3 weeks, with all expenses paid! Meanwhile, my Mum was fretting at home that Dad wouldn't have sufficient clothes and she wouldn't have any housekeeping money, but Ellison's sorted both problems for her! Likewise, when Dad's friends from North Wales came for a city weekend and wanted to see the Villa play, Ellison's sorted it! Co-incidentally, my Mum, Betty Aston, also worked for Ellison's, as a bookkeeper in the offices, and she hated having to go down to the factory floor, because there was a chap in the test room who "wolf whistled" after her - I dare say that's not allowed these days! When he caught the same bus as her, travelling to Handsworth, every night for months, she eventually discovered he lived in the opposite direction! A couple of years later, she married Gethin from the Test Room!
Another post to follow about how Dad, with help from Ellisons, in the 1970s, renovated the wartime switchgear and wiring in Manod Quarry, Ffestiniog - the place where all the art treasures from the National Gallery were stored to protect them from bomb damage during the Second World War.
Was wondering if this was Dame Laura Knight’s painting referred to in Brenda’s post. This painting shows Ellison’s engineers working on switchgear, probably around WW2. Wonderful record of the work. Viv.Viv, thank you for your reply, the name dame laura knight sounds familier but the copy you posted is'nt the one my father was in.....the painting had no women in it just a man in the foreground i think his name was george harris and my father was in the background.....l can see it in my mind as dad had a photo of it also a signed letter of thanks for posing but where they are now l do'nt know...maybe l'll brendado some internet searching and come up with it..the picture l mean...brenda
Was wondering if this was Dame Laura Knight’s painting referred to in Brenda’s post. This painting shows Ellison’s engineers working on switchgear, probably around WW2. Wonderful record of the work. Viv.
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A wonderful record to have, but not enough in the picture to guess at what he is doing. No rolls of electrical cable nearby, so whatever is in the box is heavy duty, possibly a smaller version of whatever the foreground people are doing. The braced stance looks like he may be filing something to achieve a perfect fit.my father Wilfred Barr is in the background.