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 – Sewage Works Remains
– Second World War Pillbox

Two Tree Island was reclaimed from the Thames in the late 1700’s and was used as farmland until 1910 when a sewage works was constructed on part of the site. These sewage works were used for the majority of the 20th century. During the North Sea Floods of 1953 two of the sewage workers had to be rescued by boat from a shed roof on the Island. From 1936 the entire island was used as a landfill site and continued until 1974, when only a smaller section was used for landfill. It is believed the sewage works stood there roughly up until this time. Soon after it was capped and re-seeded with grass. Like Canvey Heights, once also a tip, and Canvey Wick, once an oil-refinery, it is land which saw former use by man which often becomes the most appealing to wildlife.

Little is known about the sewage works and its structure on the island, so please contact us or comment below if you have any useful information or even photographs.

 Geograph contains several photographs of the Island in 1987 when it first became a nature-reserve

For a long time, the site was known as Leigh Marsh, although more recently, the site has been known as Two Tree Island as it was less-commonly known historically. Today the site is a nature haven and country park. At the peak of the Second World War, a pillbox was constructed on the eastern edge of the island, looking out across the Thames. This survived the war and is still there today for fellow explorers to visit, although over the years it’s become a victim to severe weathering. Since our first visit in 2011 its roof has nearly entirely caved in.


Wikipedia Explains:

The colony was established in Hadleigh in 1891 by General Booth. He believed every human being should have food and shelter and published a plan to rescue the destitute from the squalor of London. His vision was that the poor would be given board and lodgings in a City Colony in exchange for a day’s work. They could then move to a Farm Colony where they would be trained to work the land and run their own smallholdings. Then finally they could progress to Overseas Colonies, running smallholdings abroad.

The trial City Colony was set up in Whitechapel in 1889 and two years later Booth put down a deposit on land in Hadleigh for his Farm Colony. Starting with 800 acres (3.2 km2) of land, later expanding to 3,200 acres (13 km2), the farm was home to 200 colonists by the end of its first year. Existing farm buildings were renovated and new dormitories, a bathhouse, laundry, reading room, hospital and religious meeting house were built. As well as farming and market gardening, colonists were taught brickmaking, pottery and construction skills. Today the colony operates an employment training centre for people who have special training needs, and accepts referrals from Social Services and the Employment Service. The aim is to create a realistic working environment, with the intention of helping clients gain the skills necessary for work elsewhere. Employment at the training centre – reminiscent of the colony’s origins – includes horticulture, carpentry, catering, office skills and estate management.

I managed to catch a passing glimpse of buildings within the current farm, as well as some the other red brick buildings off of Chapel Lane.

This post covers a few sites – The Viaduct, Jetty, and Dump, all of Victorian origin, in use by the Salvation Army (possibly except the dump). The Salvation Army Jetty was used in the early 1900s to load off and on goods, mainly bricks, made at the Salvation Army brickworks located at the bottom of Chapel Lane. The bricks were then taken by train over to the jetty, at the very lower seawall which also exists today, going over the main  railway which is the current one in-use today, by a railway leading south which avoided the main railway by going over a viaduct which also remains today, although its top is now gone, just leaving the two supports either side of the railway in existence. This article on  Hadleigh’s community archive can be read here:

The Salvation Army jetty – still standing 100 years later, although only the wooden stumps and some reddish concrete lumps exist.

The jetty in active use around 1900

The remnants of the viaduct – there is another piece on the opposite side of the railway although hard to reach.

In the Victorian era, the land between the train-track and the seawall used to be a Victorian dump. We visited and found hundreds of shards of most-likely Victorian pottery in the churned earth. When walls on Canvey were built up, the Benfleet/Hadleigh ones here were too, and the dump was flattened. This is the first heard of the dump, although confirmed by Martin Lepley (thanks for the information), who went digging there in the 70s with a relative into this field.

Pottery from the dump site – probably Victorian due to the glazing, and red colour of one piece

THIS IMAGE IS NOT OUR PROPERTY – This old map shows the railway going down through the dump to the jetty

Another Salvation Army jetty’s traces of similar age, just west of the Occidental ‘construction jetty’ – where this shot was taken from

It’s been a while since out last post but over the next 5 weeks we will have loads of visits and treats for you! As today is the start of the London 2012 Olympics, I thought that I’d do a bit of a British themed post. BTP Liam is on work experience for the week and you can view his pictures here. What do people visiting the UK for the Olympics need to know about the nation’s quirks, habits and rules? The British obsession with talking about the weather is much discussed, but there are a host of other oddities and complexities that visitors might do well to acquaint themselves with. Source BTP wishes success to Team GB in the Olympics! (Why not watch our Olympic Special here)

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Accents Hugh Grant In the movies, one might notice British characters have a tendency to talk in one of three stock accents – “English gentleman” (eg Hugh Grant), “Scottish/Irish hero” (eg Mel Gibson) or “Cockney chimney sweep” (eg Dick Van Dyke). But in reality, the UK has a rich mosaic of many different accents. Dominic Watt, a linguist at the University of York, says in the Borderregions, where he has studied, you can hear a different accent just by walking down a road or crossing a bridge. The differences aren’t just in rural areas. The Liverpool accent is quite different from its near neighbour Manchester. Some even say they can detect a softer south Liverpool accent and a grittier one from the city’s north side. Corby in Northamptonshire has an accent known as “Corbyite” that has tones influenced by the many settlers there from the west of Scotland. Researchers have described a new accent they call Multicultural London English influenced by Caribbean, South Asian and West African immigrants. Others have referred to it as Jafaican. Overlaid on the regional differences, Watt says class distinction in speaking is also greater than in other countries. The Olympics themselves offer an opportunity to sample these myriad accents, as Team GB has representatives who speak many of them.
The bobby Police lead a streaker away Fuzz. Po-lis. Old Bill. Plod. Rozzers. Bizzies. All are slang names for the police in the UK of differing levels of friendliness. Perhaps the kindest is “bobbies“, after Sir Robert (hence “Bobby”) Peel, who founded the Metropolitan police in 1829. Television captured or perhaps created the image of the “bobby” in Dixon of Dock Green. The series lasted more than 20 years until 1976. Dixon was avuncular, in touch with his community, a carer as well as a copper. He ended each programme speaking directly to the audience as though he really was the bobby on your beat. Look at Dixon through the eyes of a visitor and two things stand out. First, there’s his helmet. Based on a Victorian design, it is still worn by many male police officers in England and Wales, particularly those tasked to smile at tourists. The helmet doesn’t play much of a protective role, but it has proved invaluable at sporting events. Second, Dixon carries no gun. Forty years on and despite his screen successors being far more muscular, British police officers do not routinely carry firearms. For some this is the success of the British model where there is consent to the bobby’s authority. Perhaps, though, the British are just sufficiently respectful of the truncheon.
Class Local boys and boy dressed in Harrow uniform in 1934 three-tier class system is synonymous with the UK to outsiders, at least among those who boosted Downton Abbey’s international audiences. But, says cultural commentator Peter York, it’s much more nuanced than that. The British, he believes, are experts at chronicling each strata’s many sub-divisions. This is a country, indeed, in which Nancy Mitford could categorise words as “U” (upper-class) or “non-U” (aspirational middle class) – looking glass versus mirror, for instance, or napkin versus serviette. The nation’s favourite sitcoms rely on a keen awareness of class. For instance, the tension between upwardly-mobile lower-middle-class Captain Mainwaring and the downwardly-mobile upper-middle-class Sgt Wilson in Dad’s Army. Or the attempts of the Trotters to escape Peckham in Only Fools and Horses. Yet York believes the UK is no more class-bound than, say, the US – simply better at signifying how the system works. The paradox, he adds, is that as the gap between rich and poor has increased over recent decades, so too have the number of flat vowels among the super-rich as pop stars and footballers joined the elite. “The assumption is that we are uniquely class-divided, whereas that is of course nonsense,” York adds. “Everywhere has a class system. But it’s our obsession in the sense that race is the American obsession.”
Gastropubs Chips The public house is one of the few cultural institutions unique to the British Isles. Many visitors will be familiar with the acid-etched glass and high ceilings of a classic Victorian-style pub. Or indeed a horse brass-festooned country pub. But not all will understand the “gastropub“. The Eagle in London’s Clerkenwell opened in 1991 and is claimed as the first. The concept has since spread around the country. Gastropubs or “gastros” are supposed to allow you to eat restaurant food, but without theformality of a restaurant. The chips (“hand-cut”) come stacked in a Jenga-like formation or served in alittle metal bucket. Beef dishes are typically accompanied by a “red wine jus“. To critics, gastropubs are a symbol of vulgar gentrification, a bourgeois pastiche of the humble boozer. But Observer food critic Jay Rayner believes they have stayed true to the traditional customs of the alehouse. “It has taken a working class institution and made it a middle class institution,” he says. “But it still has this association that the pub has with British culture.” They have helped improve eating out. In his 1946 essay about an idealised tavern, George Orwellfantasised about eating “a good, solid lunch – for example, a cut off the joint, two vegetables and boiled jam roll”.
Nationality People holding umbrellas and Union Jacks The English are British and lots of people think the British are English but that annoys the Scottish andWelsh because although some think they’re British and some think they aren’t and some think they are but don’t want to be, they all agree that they definitely are not English. The Irish mostly think they are Irish, apart from the ones who are Northern Irish. Some say that makes them British and Irish. But others disagree and say they should just be Irish and then some say they aren’t British either but part of theUnited Kingdom. People from England, Scotland, Wales or Northern Ireland can all play cricket for England because they’re British as can those from Ireland even though they aren’t British. So can South Africans. The English play football for England unless they aren’t that good when they might try to play for Ireland. Those from the Isle of Wight are English, from Anglesey are Welsh and the Orkneys are Scottish, but although that means they aren’t from the island of Great Britain they’re still British. The Channel Islanders depend on the crown which is what the Queen wears but they aren’t in the UK and those from the Isle of Man are the same, apart from theircats.
Railways Rail ticket. a bank note and a coinRail Pricing Mysteries: The single/return puzzle: An off peak single to Manchester costs £73.20 but the return only costs £74.20. The split-ticket conundrum:It can be cheaper to buy several tickets for different parts of a journey rather than buy a ticket for the whole thing. The riddle of the conductor: Staff on trains may charge more for the same journey than those at the station. Some visitors might think UK rail travel is expensive. Certainly, the 260m (0.16 mile) Tube journey from Covent Garden to Leicester Square, at £4.30 for a paper ticket, is a solid candidate for the world’s most expensive railway trip. Then there’s thecomplexity. Arriving at Gatwick airport and wanting to get a train to London, you would find two operators and then the “express”. All are different prices. Single or return? Two singles might be cheaper than a return. Do you want an “anytime” ticket in case your plane is late or choose an “advance” fare? The “advance” might be cheaper but is worthless if you miss the train. You could take an “off peak” ticket but be careful – what “off peak” means can vary. Confused? The fare structure may be confusing, but it allows the operators to target expensive fares at business travellers who are willing to pay while still attracting more frugal consumers who might be tempted by alternative transport, says Mark Smith, founder of rail website And if you’re from anywhere else in Europe, don’t be too smug. The ticketing model is catching on elsewhere, Smith says. Visitors should also get used to: “No smoking, even in the vestibule areas.” That means those bits between the carriages.
Newspaper humour Stack of newspapers In the UK newspapers are not just there to convey news. There is also the venerable institution of “newspaper humour”. The tabloids, of course are known for their knockabout proficiency with puns. Take the Sun‘s headline above a story about fears Pyongyang’s regime had engaged in nuclear testing – “How do you solve a problem like Korea?” The tenuousness and corniness of the punning is supposed to be part of the appeal. Four becomes “phwoar” etc. The topless women of page three used to be accompanied by groanworthy punning. Now, in the Sun at least, they pontificate on economics, politics or philosophy for the effect of humour by sheer incongruity. In the broadsheets it can be a little more acid, exemplified by AA Gill’s depiction of shadow chancellor Ed Balls (“the wide-eyed look of a man being given a surprise prostate examination”) and the Guardian’s Marina Hyde on Sting and wife Trudie Styler (“possibly the least self-regarding people on the planet they have done so much to save”). “Thetradition of mixing entertainment with the most serious news, through the likes of parliamentary sketches, is almost uniquely British,” says Tim Luckhurst, former editor of the Scotsman and now professor of journalism at Kent University. “What unites them is a lack of deference.”
Public transport People on a London tube train Trains, buses and trams might seem natural venues to start a friendly chat. But do be careful. For many Britons, initiating conversation with strangers on public transport ranks as a breach of etiquette not far below commission of High Treason. Take the Tube through London in rush hour, for instance, and you will see dozens of strangers packed tightly together. Though they may be intimate in terms of physical proximity, each revels in splendid isolation. Break this code of silence and you will be greeted with embarrassed silence (interrupted, perhaps, by nervous newspaper-twitching) as all around you seek to avoid your gaze.Not all of the UK is quite so circumspect about small talk, however. Citizens in the north of England, Scotland, Wales and Northern Ireland all take pride in being more welcoming than their aloof southern neighbours. Nonetheless, etiquette expert Simon Fanshawe strongly advises against making verbal contact with one’s fellow commuters and transgressing one of the UK’s most powerful codes of behaviour.

“My advice would be to do it with extreme caution,” he says. “If you do, expect us to be extremely gruff.

“If anybody so much as looks us in the eye, we assume they want our wallets. We’d much rather rustle behind a copy of the Daily Express.”

Queuing Queuing in the rain at Wimbledon Many British people believe queuing is peculiarly British, or even English. But the first reference in the Oxford English Dictionary is from 1837 when Thomas Carlyle referred to it as a French custom.The British like to think they stand in line withpatience and humour. At Wimbledon, the January sales, women’s toilets in the theatre, queuing has almost become the point rather than merely a means to an end. No matter how dull the wait, the British keep on queuing. Joe Moran, a cultural historian and author of Queuing for Beginners, says that the idea that the British are good at queuing arose after World War II. It was a reaction to a time when shortages led to arguments and police were often called to disperse crowds. The Hungarian-born satirist George Mikes helped create the myth, writing in1946: “An Englishman, even if he is alone, forms an orderly queue of one.” But Moran says there is little real evidence that the British are particularly good queuers. They like the thought because it feeds into their self-image of pragmatism and politeness. The lesson for any visitor perhaps is to be aware that the British think they are good at queueing. So if you want to get ahead, try to do it subtly.
British curry Curry Don’t be fooled by the fact that curry is found in restaurants called “Indian” that are mostly run byBangladeshis. Curry is as British as its favoured accompaniment, the pint of lager. Born to foreign parents, the British love both curry and lager as their own. The Oxford English Dictionary says the word curry derives from the Tamil “Kari”, or the Kannadaword “Karil”. Although the root is Indian, South Asians have no single word to describe their many, distinct dishes. The word “curry”, however, has helped sell Indian cuisine to the British. The Guild of Bangladeshi Restaurateurs believes there are now 9,500 “Indian” restaurants in the UK serving three million meals a week. The curry has developed to suit British needs.Vindaloo,for example, is a Goan dish of pork marinated in vinegar. The only thing certain about the British restaurant version is it is hot enough to generate conversation. Chicken Tikka Masala is known as Britain’s National Dish. One legend has it created by a Pakistani chef in a restaurant kitchen in Glasgow. The next big taste innovation could come from the “Balti Triangle” in Birmingham, Manchester’s Rusholme’s Wilmslow Road, or Brick Lane, Southall or Tooting in London or perhaps one of the myriad restaurants that spice-up every British town.
Buying rounds Pints of beer “He never gets his round in.” There is no moredamning assessment of one’s character to be heard in the British Isles. Rather than approaching the bar collectively, each member of the drinking party alternates fetching a collective order. It’s about more than beer. Being in a round means being part of a group. And taking turns to ensure everyone has a full glass in front of them means reciprocal bonds are formed between all of its members. The system has a further practical function, ensuring that the bar staff are not overwhelmed by a procession of individual drinkers. Not everyone is a fan of rounds, however. During World War I the practice – known as “treating” – was expressly forbidden in some areas because of fears that it encouraged workers in essential industries to drink more. In 2011 the Sun reported that Prof Richard Thaler, an adviser to the prime minister, said rounds should be discouraged in favour of setting up a tab that is settled at the end of the night. But among traditionalists, the round remains the preferred method of supplying an evening’s refreshment. “I think it’s a lovely system,” says Roger Protz, editor of the Good Beer Guide. “It’s all part of the convivial atmosphere of the British pub.”
Self-deprecation Stephen Fry To listen to a conversation between Britons about their careers, say, or educational histories, an observer from a more forthright culture might be forgiven for assuming the participants were morbidly depressed. Chances are they’d be wrong. Self-deprecation is an inescapable part of British discourse. The only socially acceptable way to talk about one’sachievements is to diminish them. The affection held for that paragon of self-mockery, Stephen Fry, is testament to the national love of this brand of humour. The UK is, after all, a country where showing off is considered the height of bad form and boastfulness regarded as the very height ofvulgarity. Charm and wit, by extension, are demonstrated by making oneself the butt of one’s own jokes. Outsiders might conclude that this tendency to self-effacement reflects the UK’s diminished global status as a former imperial power. But don’t be fooled. Times columnist Matthew Parris argues that this tendency is, in fact, a subtly disguised form ofself-aggrandisement. “British self-deprecation is actually quite boastful,” he says. “Its primary purpose is to show how relaxed, at ease and confident you are. It’s a sign of being so in command that you can undersell yourself.” So is British self-deprecation just one big humblebrag? We really are useless, aren’t we, utterly useless.

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Hello! First, we are delighted to say that we (Beyond the Point) are having another stall this Sunday from 12am to about 5pm at the Canrnival. We will be situated down at the Labworth Field in a white gazebo and keep an eye on our Twitter and Facebook, for a precise location! We will be, of course, selling our Canvey Island Documentary DVD, for £4.99 with funds going towards new equipment e.t.c. We had a great success last month, with even the local MP, Rebecca Harris buying one!

Hadleigh Castle is a local gem that we haven’t really touched on, apart from BTP Liam’s quick post with a picture, that can be seen here. In 1215 King John gave this area of land, known as the manor of Hadleigh, along with many other gifts, to Hubert de Burgh. Hubert was a trusted follower of the king, and was the custodian of the two important castles at Windsor and Dover. Hubert built this large turreted castle as a statement of his power. His successful career came to an end after quarrels with the king, and he was forced to return his lands, including Hadleigh in 1239.

Courtesy of English Heritage

Hadleigh Castle was built on geologically unstable clay. There were already problems in 1274, when it was said to be ‘badly built and decayed’. Subsequent land slips have moved the south wall of the castle and caused the collapse of most of the north-east tower.

N/E Tower

N/E Tower

The castle as it may have appeared in about 1370, at the end of a ten year programme of refurbishment. Edward III spent large sums of money on a new gateway and high tower, lodging chambers and a chapel. The east front was transformed with the addition of two impressive towers. The castle was surrounded by parkland and possibly a garden or orchard near the entrance.

Below we can see images of a led melting point from the mid 16th century.

You can watch our documentary of the castle below followed by a few other pictures. All of our Facebook images can be seen here. We will soon be having a new special series of survival food techniques and recipes coming to Beyond the Point! Keep and eye out for the series and don’t forget to come along, this Saturday (7th July) for our stall!



BTP Liam taking some pictures!

The master at work 8)

After flicking through a 1930’s guidebook to Southend and the surrounding area, i found a few interesting pictures of Hadleigh castle, taken prior to 1930. They show the north-east tower in almost as good condition as the ‘big one’ (south-east) which remains today, and is seen as the main part of the castle, even though this is just one of the original four which have crumbled away now.

This aerial image shows the tower to the top-left in almost as good condition as the top-right one which remains in full glory today

This image again shows the North-East tower in far better condition than it remains today


One of the four towers, the one to the South-West, remains in part down the hill in the bushes. A clear line from the hill can be seen as to where a landslide occurred, sending the southern wall of the castle down the hill’s side. In it’s day, the portion of the castle amongst the shrubbery would have stood flat on the grassy area of the hill like the rest of it does today. The North-West tower exists as only the first floor, used as a kitchen, which can be found as a flat area of the castle’s concrete/stone on which it is a popular seating area. The castle was doomed for collapse almost as soon as it was built. It began to fall down under 100 years of it standing, despite being used for many centuries!

A coloured photograph of the castle in the 1890s - it was very overgrown for many years just before this era