I think that unlikely, as the Fountain was there in 1872, but there is no evidence of a factory till the early 1880s. more likely that the factory got its name from the pubThe Fountain Inn was mentioned in the report of the fire at the Fountain Works. The Fountain Inn was No. 15 Lennox Street (old house numbering system). In the 1881 Census the publican was Charles Perkins, it is also mentioned in a newspaper report of 1872 with regard to theft of a cash-box.
Perhaps the Fountain Works got its name from the pub?
Thanks Mike, I think you are right the 'P' looked like an 'R' because there was a spurious line on it.I would say it was exactly the same as the sister below - Press worker, Pincer (??) buttons
After all these years, I have just come across this post. My Dad Was Wally and, yes, he could eat almost anything. What a lovely memory.This is a photo of the Yob from C V Bull's, circa 1958. (Yob is backslang for boy - the name given to the youngest assistant in a butcher's shop)*. Here he is at home during his lunchtime. At the time the owner was Gordon Bull, son of Charlie. Those of you who remember Charlie will know that he had a distinctive scar on his chin. Gordon was now living in posh Sutton Coldfield. He worked in one of his other shops in the suburbs whose location I can't remember. He also had a shop at Hockley Brook. The manager of the Farm Street shop at the time was Bert Jones and the other assistant was Wally. Wally had no teeth but claimed he could eat any steak sold by Bulls if it was cooked properly.
That photo on page 2 of C V Bull, on the corner of Lennox Street and Farm Street was taken in the early to mid 60's, probably not long before the area was demolished.
*A Yob was always treated as an inferior. His own name was rareley used; if a name was used it would generally be the name of the previous Yob. This was universal. I had a friend who worked in his dad's shop and it was the same for him - his dad called him by the name of his predecesor.
I'm his eldest daughter! Fancy you staying at my Nan's place in Latimer Rd. We used to spend a lot of our holidays there. I may be wrong but didn't the Bulls have a shop in Erdington too? Because after Farm St he went there. I always thought it strange that Gordon Bull had hairdressing shops as well as butchers. I worked in both of them one school holidays. My sister was on holiday with them, babysitting, when my youngest brother was born in 1965. After we moved to Northfield in 1969, Dad got a job there. Sorry, the name of the shop escapes me. He ended up retiring early as he had his cataracts done and ended up with tunnel vision. I remember coming to the shop when I was doing eyes in Biology and got a bag of sheep's eyes. Noone would sit next to me on the bus.Amazing - Wally's son! He was a lovely bloke. Me and a school friend stayed at Wally's mothers house for a holiday in the 50s in Ladbrooke Grove in Nottinghill, London. I left Bulls when I was about 19 and only saw Bert and Wally about once after that as me and my mom moved to West Heath after my father died.
The photo referred to was probably of me in my backyard at Guildford Street in my butchers apron. The photo mentioned as on page 2 I am sure is elsewhere on the forum.
What happened to Wally after C V Bulls was demolished in the 60s?
Would this be behind the brook Tavern ?back of 49 to 51..dated 1965
Ho Ozbrum, this is the image you are referring to and is labelled with The Brook Tavern, this is one of many lennox street images on:Would this be behind the brook Tavern ?
If so , my grandfather was born there in 1875
3 friends lived there at about the time of this picture
Alan Wickham , Ray Davis and Leo Veitch
When I consider the location for these images I always like to imagine where the photographer was standing and how he avoided obstacles like outside toilets, wash-houses and trees (very rare features) etc. Britain from above images and 1950s maps are invaluable. Would love to identify this photographer, he/she did so much to record a Birmingham that has been lost forever.Brummy lad ,
Fantastic....thanks so much
Will drag out my g/f birth certificate. See what the house number is.
A coincidence is , the position of the photographer would have been in or close to the house of my friend Alan ( floss) Wickham.
Astoness...you are a gem !