“This is not one
of London’s most appealing cemeteries,” says Hugh Meller with typical understatement, in ‘London
Cemeteries’,” and it must be one of the
noisiest, set down in a water meadow sandwiched between an arterial road and a
suburban railway line. The planners probably realised the site was not ideal
for residential development, but would not have anticipated the additional roar
of aeroplanes that now regularly fly overhead to Heathrow. However, the dead
don’t complain and the cemetery remains in regular use.”
I
was last at this unappealing 15 acre plot in May 2014 looking for the grave of
Moura Budberg, Russian émigré, possible spy, society hostess and lover of
H.G.Wells and Maxim Gorky. The Russian graves were easy to find, marked as they
are by Byzantine crosses. There were far more of them than I expected – in fact
they seemed to stretch almost as far as the eye could see, hundreds of them in
neat rows, blackened with soot and with heavily weathered inscriptions often in
Cyrillic. My heart sank – finding Moura was going to be a nightmare. I almost
gave up before I’d even started. I was standing on the path and I looked down
at the cross in front of me. The inscription on the base was still legible
though lacking a few letters M RIE BUDBERG nee ZAKREVSKY (1892-1974). It was
the easiest grave search I have ever done.
The
cemetery was opened in 1933 by Brentford Council. The brick and Portland stone
chapel was designed by the borough surveyor Joseph R. Musto and thriftily
constructed for just £5000. It looks like an Art Deco cinema and was deliberately
never consecrated to allow cross denominational services. It is small, relatively
recently opened for a cemetery, belongs to the council and nothing much of any
interest ever seems to have happened there. The one time it seems to have hit
the news was last year when cemetery users complained it had become so
overgrown that it was ‘like a jungle’. Photos showed that the grass hadn’t been
cut for at least a couple of months....
The
site may be unattractive, there are no really striking memorials but there are
a few interesting burials here. Moura for me still remains by far the most
fascinating character but the grave of Father Nigel Bourne also caught my
attention. It isn’t often that you come across a catholic priest buried with
his wife. There are many Polish as well as Russian graves including Wincenty
Andrzej Rudolf Rapacki (1901-1980) whose epitaph reads 'ostatni potomek slynnej
rodziny aktorskiej' – the last descendent of the famous acting family. He was
named after his grandfather, the great Polish actor Wincenty Rapacki who was
born in Lipno in 1840 and went on to found one of an acting and performing
dynasties which included well known musicians as well as painters. Chiswick’s
Wincenty was a pianist who fled Poland after the Second World War and settled
in London, working as producer for Radio Free Europe.
At
least three victims of the 1960’s serial killer popularly known as Jack the
Stripper are buried here. The killer operated in West London and is believed to
have murdered at least 8 women, all of them vulnerable to predatory attacks by
a psychopath because they were working as prostitutes. The first to be killed
and buried in a common grave at Chiswick was Elizabeth Figg a 21 year old from
the Wirral who was found at 5.10am on 17 June 1959 by police officers out on a
routine patrol in Dukes Meadow, Chiswick, a couple of hundred yards from Barnes
Bridge. She had been strangled. Her underwear and shoes were missing and her
dress had been ripped open to reveal her breasts. She was identified by family
from a post mortem photo published in the newspapers. Also buried at Chiswick
in common graves are Irene Lockwood whose naked body was found on the Thames
foreshore at Corney Reach, Chiswick on 08 April 1964. She was 24 and was
another northern girl working in the capital; she had been born in Retford, Nottinghamshire.
She had been last seen alive the night before her body was discovered at a pub
in Chiswick. The post mortem revealed that she was pregnant at the time of her
death. Found just a couple of weeks later, in a Brentford alleyway, on 24 April
1964 was 22 year old Helen Barthelemy from East Lothian in Scotland. She was
buried in the same grave as Irene Lockwood.
In
July 1979, the miserable, early months of Thatcherism, Ian Dury attempted to
perk the nation up with ‘Reasons to be Cheerful Part 3’. His catalogue of things
calculated to put a smile on the face of the gloomy British public included;
Something nice to study,
phoning up a buddy
Being in my nuddy
Saying hokey-dokey, Sing Along
With Smokey
Coming out of chokey
John Coltrane's soprano, Adi
Celentano
Bonar Colleano
Dury was perhaps one of the few who remembered Bonar Colleano, a bit part actor whose
film credits included A Matter of Life
and Death and Escape By Night. Bonar
was born in New York in 1924 and came to the UK when he was 12. He retained his
American accent which stood him in good stead, winning him innumerable parts as
an American serviceman in British movies of the 40’s and 50’s. He died at the
age of 34 in 1958 when his red sports car was involved in a fatal collision in
Birkenhead. He is buried at the cemetery. He fathered two children before his
premature death, one out of wedlock, who grew up in Dundee to become Robbie
McIntosh, a founder member of the Average White Band. Which means Bonar was
connected to two top 10 1970’s hits as his son drummed on the AWB’s ‘Pick Up The Pieces.’
P.S. This cemetery has strong personal significance for Sheldon from the Cemetery Club. His has written about at on his own blog, and for Loren Rhoads Cemetery Travel.
Awww nice of you to doff your cap! It’s a lovely cemetery - no idea about Jack the stripper though, I’ll take a look.
ReplyDeleteHi Sheldon, I remembered your Nan was buried here and how much she meant to you. It seemed right to mention it. Hope you are well.
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