Selling The Blackwall Tunnel Southern Approach
Ok, Flower People. It’s 1971. The Age of Aquarius is dawning and Love is all around. And what better way to promote Peace to all Men than by creating a hip new motorway to link hands across the water, North with South?
I’ll get onto that another day (unless Tunnelbore beats me to it, of course…) for now, I’m more interested in a slim pamphlet that came tucked in between a bunch of guidebooks I bought as a job lot recently. One of those ephemeral leaflets that would have been distributed to houses in the area to let them know what was going on (much as we’re getting – or perhaps not getting, ahem, leaflets about the Olympics) and by rights should have been thrown away. But it wasn’t – and now, though pure fluke, I’ve got it.
For anyone on the northern end of Tunnel Avenue, here is the model of the Boord St Footbridge. Puzzled by the name? Boord St (or what’s left of it) is just next door to the Gas Holder (note the use of the singular form – TGP) – I’ll wager it’s the street with the old school on it. Curly, huh?
Whatever this road turned into, they clearly thought at the time it was the end to all Thames crossings ills. It was an age of optimism. An age before Global Warming, OPEC embargos and Environmental Concern. And this leaflet, in its brown and orange livery, is a little part of that optimism. Hell – reading it, even I feel excited. So when’s this all happening then?