The Victoria - A Sad Sight

I know nothing at all about this (very) dead pub on Woolwich Road in Charlton, but it makes me sad every time I see it. It was clearly once a thriving place - when the docks and factories were working flat-out. Money had clearly been spent on it - the decoration, though shabby now, is still pretty ornate.
At a guess I'd say it was late Victorian - which would tie in with the industry in the area, and, judging from the abrupt way in which its walls end, it was probably surrounded by terraced houses. Were they destroyed in the war, perhaps? Or did they just go when the place was cleared for - well - nothing much, really. There are whole swathes of post-industrial Charlton that have nothing at all on them.
(Once again, last night, as I was walking past the fire station a little closer to Greenwich, I peered through the holes in the high walls surrounding the two-odd acres that are home only to buddliea trees and abandoned shopping trolleys. My usual fantasy of creating a herb farm within those walls danced about my head, though I confess I have no real intentions in that direction. Anyone fancy starting Charlton Herbery?)
But back to the Victoria. I have a horrible feeling that this is a gonner. There are giant holes in the fabric of the building that would make it hugely expensive to repair, and without the custom to keep it open (it's opposite Maryon Park and close to the Thames Barrier, but as for much in the way of housing that would provide 'regulars,' it's pretty much on its own) I can't see anyone coming up with that kind of cash. It's a cute late Victorian pub - but I suspect that no one would argue it was unique.
I truly hope I'm wrong. I love this building - especially the enormous spread eagle that holds up the corner - and I would love to see something 'nice' happen to it (I'd even happily accept luxury flats) - but time is definitely running out for this one...

Labels: Not-Quite-Greenwich, Places of Interest


8 Comments:
I've often thought how good the Old Victoria would be for making a local ghost story. I'm sure there must have been a few 'merry' fisticuffs after a night's drinking. Of course the road would have been so different and, as you say, there probably would have been a lot more houses in the area. With dirty dockers and a few weary Tram drivers.... I feel a script coming on...LOL
By the way, did you know that your Herbery was the site of the Tram depot? Maybe they are keeping it clear just in case they bring them back....you heard it here first folks...LOL
A tram station would suit me just fine, Dazza. Maybe it could have rows of herbs grown between the tracks. Ahhh.
It started to go downhill when they were constructing the dual carriageway around 1997 and the pub was marooned in the midst of roadworks for several months.
I assume you know the wonderfully melancoholic www.derelictlondon.com
From the aforementioned derelictlondon.com re The Victoria:
Jane Grant writes "I did indeed drink in there regularly with my husband and two friends in the mid-late 1990s.
The landlord was permanently drunk and the wrong side of the bar, he did bent MOTs and sold dodgy cars.
He had two classic vanguards, with original paperwork, but dodgy VIN numbers and for our sins, we
obtained an old capri from him complete with dodgy MOT. He was a classic of his kind and the destruction
of the old building will take a magnitude of memories with it. The whole pub sloped downwards, but it appeared
better the more you drank!"
Matt Helm writes "I had one scary night down in Charlton/Woolwich one night where we were locked in one of the
pubs at around 1:30am until the bloke outside with a grudge & sawn off shotgun sobered up and went home (can't
remember if it was The Victoria or The Thames Barrier Arms)! "
Eek!
I too am very interested in the future of this gem of a boozer. Are greenwich council waiting for it to fall down?
In the future old folk ( i'm mid thirties) will tell tales of a time when local people met and mingled over an ale in rooms called pubs......
Although it's only c.1860, i think it needs a preservation order, where's Tony Robinson when you need him?
As a teen (about 10 years ago now) myself and a group of friends used to hang around the streets and would on occasion find ourselves walking past The Victoria.
We would often peer inside, until one day when we startled a group of what I believe to be illegal emergents who were sleeping rough in there.
The floors had all fallen away and seemed to be extremely slanted/sunken, and a large piece of the back wall was completely missing.
It is a shame such a charismatic building should go to waste. It has just stood there as it is for my whole 23 years of life!
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