On Tuesday 2nd. June
1953, Sittingbourne celebrated the Coronation of Queen Elizabeth II.
Marking the occasion, the Chairman of Sittingbourne and Milton Urban
District Council, Cllr. Muriel Rees said, “As the Coronation approaches,
our thoughts turn in loyal affection as well as in homage to our young and
gracious Queen. It is a time for rejoicing. Let us all join in the
happiness and gaiety to the full. It is also a time for solemn dedication.
Radio and television will, as never before enable people to follow the
Coronation Service itself. Both now, and in the years to follow, when the
pageantry and colour of this time have become a glorious and inspiring
memory, our fervent prayer will ever be God Save The Queen.”
The future in 1953 was as ever,
unclear and the threat of renewed world conflict seemed ever present but
there was undoubtedly a sense that, given peace, better days lay ahead.
The depressed years of the 1930s followed by six years of war and another
six years of shortages and rationing were ending. The meat ration had just
been increased from 1/9d per book to 2/-. Rationing finally ended in June
1954 when meat rationing ceased. We had a National Health Service which
although not perfect was a vast improvement in medical care. The
nationalised industries seemed to be working well. Better pensions and
Family Allowances were helping the less well off. We had the Costa Brava
in our sights.
On the home front the Council
announced the completion of 516 houses in Sittingbourne in the period
since the end of the war. Progress, but a housing shortage remained. As
yet most houses did not have central heating or double glazing, two unsung
heroes of the 20th century. Few today can recall just how cold a house
could be away from the living room fire. Rising in the morning and
scraping the frost from the inside of the bedroom window to be able to see
out was not a home comfort.
True, the sun was setting on the
British Empire and with some violence as in Kenya, but not many seemed to
mourn its passing and we were opening our doors to immigrants from former
colonies who were beginning to arrive in substantial numbers. Virtually
full employment meant there were jobs for all.
Some gaiety as prescribed by Cllr.
Rees seemed appropriate, possibly helped by Kent’s 2922 pubs – one for
every 535 residents. Her comment about television was also apposite.
Everyone wanted to see the Coronation but few had sets.. They were very
expensive. In Sittingbourne High St. Currys were advertising the “Stargazer”
with its big 12 inch screen. Price 68 guineas. (£71.40). This was the
equivalent of about 10 weeks wages to a family with only one breadwinner.
Those who had a television set
were in demand and most played open house to friends and neighbours. A
Sittingbourne resident commented “We had a television in time for the
Coronation. Everyone used to come to our house on Sunday night to watch
the plays and Jane Eyre on a Friday evening. We had no electricity and had
to run it off a generator. Every hour we had to send someone down the
garden to put more petrol in the generator.” Alternatives included St.
Michael’s church where 4 television sets were installed in the nave
enabling a congregation of some 250 to watch the service. At Sittingbourne
Town Hall 9 sets were available to enable those aged 65 or over to watch
the Coronation free of charge between 10.15 and 5.20.
The planning of the local
celebrations took several months and required a committee of 27 to
organise the events. There seemed to be a tradition to be followed of
decorating the town – residents largely to bear the expense; a
procession followed by open air sports and something for the children and
the old folks, events which were uplifting and engendered a sense of civic
pride. This was exactly the pattern which was followed at the
Sittingbourne Coronation festivities in 1902, 1911 and 1937.
Cllr. Rees spoke of dedication and
homage as key elements in the Coronation Service. What precisely these
words meant to the average Sittingbourne resident is not clear but the
hierarchical tradition was deep rooted and remained strong. If the concept
of England’s Green and Pleasant Land was known to be largely a myth, it
was a myth to be cherished and had formed a recurring theme of Second
World War films and songs.