“PAT” AND “TONY”
IT is near perfection to watch the Thames move majestically above
Hammersmith Bridge on a bright day. A tankard of ale to accom-
pany the sight”and you have achieved perfection.
And where better to enjoy this perfect sight than in what was
once the hamlet of Chiswick?
Chiswick is now a busy borough a main artery for tragic
between London and the West. The borough, once the home of
Dukes, has seen history in plenty, but that’s another story.
Even so, it is difficult to forget the past, for within its boundaries
can be seen more than a hint of the seventeenth century at The
Olde Bulls Head, for example. For this wonderful house is exactly
as it was three hundred years ago.
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“PAT” AND “TONY”
Naturally, there are changes, Pat and Tony among them.
Both the same age, Pat and Tony are nearly inseparable. Tony
is more of a terrier than Pat; he is a Border terrier. Pat, in the
well bred sense, is hardly from the top drawer; he is of many
But the dogs have one thing in common: they are terrors.
Separately, they are decent chaps. But when they go out on the
prowl together, their joint reputation goes before them. At the
ﬁrst sight of the terrible two, every peace-loving canine puts as
much distance between him and Pat and Tony as he can, and that’s
not always enough.
Tony has one habit that must endear him to many. He is bone
lazy”or maybe he’s just absent-minded. By himself, he seems to
have diﬁiculty in returning to his home. Of course, it may well
be that he’s just tired or likes fresh woods and pastures new. The
result is the same, though. His master (a knowledgeable dog lover)
just has to seek him out from the highways and byways. Luckily,
there are clues. His habits, some of them at any rate, are known.
And one of these is to frequent pubs. . . . Now we know why we
say of a dog that he’s almost human.
With customary English fortitude, his master “makes the
rounds” in search of his wayward dog; and there are worse pursuits
than making the rounds of the locals. He is always successful,
though occasionally outside aid has to be invoked.
The outside aid is sometimes the Arm of the Law to which
calling Tony has a great attachment. Tony is well known to the
police, and not infrequently gets police protection to his journey’s
You would think that Tony would know a good kennel when he
sees it, and Te Olde Bull is all that.
Ye Old Bulls Head was probably built in the mid-seventeenth
century. Oliver Cromwell is reported to have used it for a council
of war. There are better reasons for using this ﬁne old house than
Ye Old Bulls Head Strand-on-Green
In the seventeenth century this part of the Thames was more
popular as a highway than it is now. For one thing,_ it was one
way of avoiding highwaymen. Coming upstream on a swift ,ood
tide used to bring the traveller on his lawful occasions to the
Strand-on-the~Green, where he would ﬁnd convenient stone
steps for landing at the old inn.
During its long history, Strand-on-the-Green has had an assort~
ment of names. In 1378 it was known as Stronde. Then in 1593 we meet it as ye Strande .
Later in 1610 it was simply Strand, later developing into Strangreene, then Strand
Green and again as Strand-in”the-Green. Yet that is not the whole
story, for in 1754. it appears as Strand-under~Green, next as Strand-
on-Green and then as at present, Strand-on-the-Green.
However, looking for the green is a sad waste of time; it no
longer exists. Perhaps it’s the green that Tony’s looking for when
he goes out on the prowl!
Certainly, Chiswick is of venerable age”so old that its age
can hardly be ﬁxed with any exactitude. The same is true of its
neighbouring borough of Brentford.
Brentford Ferry- Chiswick
There are indications of the existence of a prehistoric pile
village near Brentford Ferry. The remains of piles on which primitive
huts were built have been recovered from the river bed and placed
in Brentford Museum, together with many antiquities which are
regarded as being of a very primitive age. The site of this ancient
village, which is known locally as Old England, was the cradle of
Chiswick’s neighbour. It is the site of much commercial activity
today, including the Chiswick High Road market pub with its
slightly unorthodox but very delightful and oiﬁcially authorized
Tony and Pat
There is plenty of evidence that Chiswick goes back to the same
prehistoric age, notably the island at Strand-on-the-Green, which
can be seen from the windows of Ye Olde Bull’r Head.
Archmological research suggests that the playground of Tony and Pat
in their inseparable moods”is the locality where Julius
Caesar and his legions‘ crossed the Thames and encountered the
forces of Britons under Casswellanaus. It was in this defence of the
north bank against the invaders that the old pile village is thought
to have been destroyed.
Many Roman coins and specimens of pottery have been
discovered in this~vicinity.
There is therefore some reason to believe that when Pat and
Tony have buried a bone (as all decent dogs do) they will, in trying
to rediscover it (as dogs will do) scratch away at Mother Earth
and ﬁnd an old coin.
But the coin wouldn’t be much good for Tony in his pub
crawl; and if, as sometimes happens, he landed at a police station,
the coin wouldn’t save him from a police escort. But there would
be one consolation: he would be highly popular with the archan-