This was Cliff Richard's first home. It's a modest single-storey, four-room house in Maqbara colony at the heart of Lucknow in North India. The colony is doing quite well - many of the houses are smart and well-kept. 26 Maqbara Colony, as you can see, needs a little love. Harry Rodger Webb was born in Lucknow on 14 October 1940 - not in this house, but in the nearby King George VI Medical College. It's not entirely clear whether he was born into a British family or into one which might be regarded as Anglo-Indian, a distinct community which has both Indian and European heritage. According to the Times of India, in a 2006 article available on line, Harry's parents, Rodger and Dorothy, lived in Dehra Dun. But they moved to Lucknow for the birth because the hospital had a better reputation. They stayed in Maqbara colony in what was Rodger's father's home. Dorothy also seems to have had family links with Lucknow - her mother was apparently the dormitory matron at the city's leading girls' school, La Martiniere. While on the look-out in Maqbara colony for Cliff Richard's old home, we came across Annette (left) and Carol. Annette pointed out no. 26, and said her mum used to play with young Harry back in the day. She mentioned that Cliff's old home has new tenants - a local family have just moved in. The Maqbara colony, about thirty small houses arranged neatly around a Shia imambara and a small park in front of it, has traditionally been home to an Anglo-Indian community. Their numbers are diminishing. But we were told that to this day, quite a few of the local residents are Anglo-Indian Christians. Young Harry doesn't seem to have spent a lot of time in Lucknow. By the time he was six, the family was living in Howrah near Calcutta. And in 1948, after the trauma and bloodletting of Partition, the Webbs boarded a boat to Tilbury and remade their life in England. The Shia imambara which is the main feature of Maqbara colony and from which it gets its name is the burial place of a king of Awadh, Amjad Ali Shah. He ruled from 1842 to 1847, and built Lucknow's main street Hazratganj, which is just a stone's throw away from where he now rests. Amjad Ali Shah's son, Wajid Ali Shah, was the last king of Awadh. The piratical East India Company annexed his kingdom in 1856, and Wajid Ali Shah was exiled to Calcutta where he died thirty years later. On the Hazratganj side of the colony, there's a sumptuous Mughal-style gate which has in part been renovated and looks - from some angles - wonderfully imposing. This seems to be of the same data as the imambara. And there's this curious clash of styles and cultures as the very formal gate meshes with the more modest Anglo-Indian homes on either side. But that's the joy of this part of Lucknow!
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What a beautiful setting for a school! This is La Martiniere Girls' College in Lucknow. It's not quite as old - and its buildings are not quite as grand - as the boys' school. But it is still fairly spectacular. The school started in 1869, and moved to its present location at Khursheed Manzil two years later. This is a grand house in fortified style, including a substantial moat - a reminder of just how militarised this North Indian city once was. Khursheed Manzil was built as the home of Khursheed Zadi, wife of the Nawab of Awadh, and was completed in 1818. It was for a while under the control of anti-British forces during the 1857 rebellion. The small museum at the school explains the building's history I had the privilege of looking round the school in the company of a former head girl (I'm not allowed to say when) ... and as such, she placed a wreath on the grave of Claude Martin at the boys' school on founder's day. She is also my wife. We both really appreciated the opportunity to visit this great school.
It's both weirdly wacky and amazingly imposing. This is Constantia, the country house in Lucknow built by the French adventurer and soldier, Claude Martin. The building is now La Martinière boys' school - Claude Martin was born in Lyons in 1735 and came out to India while still a teenager to work for the Compagnie des Indes. He moved over to the British East India Company, but his wealth - and how! - came from serving the Nawab of Awadh. Martin started work on Constantia in 1785 but it was only completed in 1802, two years after his death. He went to great trouble to specify the details of his interment in the basement of his home (perhaps to put off any notion the Nawab might have had to seize the estate) And go down a slightly sepulchral spiral staircase, and there he still is - Martin willed much of his wealth to establish institutions of learning - and their are now La Martinière schools in Lucknow (separate boys and girls schools), Calcutta and his native city of Lyons. La Martinière College in Lucknow has an informal precedence among the schools founded with Martin's money as it houses his grave and was his home. What a place to be educated! By the way, if you think that's the Ukraine's flag flying from the top of the building ... ... you're wrong! The school's colours happen to be blue and yellow and the original school flag is on display in the museum: You see the reference on the standard to the defence of Lucknow - well, La Martinière College opened in 1845 after a lot of legal wrangling about Martin's money, and twelve years later the Indian Rebellion (once known in British history books as the Mutiny) broke out. One of the main battle grounds was the British Residency in Lucknow - The school was ordered to evacuate and pupils and teachers moved into the Residency, and during the siege they fought, carried messages and otherwise aided the defence. The roll of honour is of combatants not casualties. The only pupils to die during the siege of the Residency succumbed to dysentry. The school itself was also the site of fighting and Martin's tomb was desecrated by the freedom fighters. La Martinière must be one 0f the few schools to have a gun cannon in its grounds - one that has seen active service. The school is non-denominational, but one of its most charming features is the chapel, decorated magnificently in the school colours. Although the architecture is wonderful, and the buildings exceptionally well kept, it is a working school with both boarders and day pupils And horse riding is encouraged, so the school has its own stables In the school museum, another really nice touch, there's a portrait by the renowned Johan Zoffany of Martin's mistress and their adopted son It seems that Claude Martin employed as a nine-year-old child the woman who became his mistress - and then bought her a son. It does send a shudder down your spine!
In the grounds of La Martinière College, there's the very dignified building which Martin had built to house Boulone-Lise's tomb. I'm so pleased to have come across this first edition of Attia Hosain's wonderful 1961 novel about personal and political loyalties among Lucknow's Muslim elite a generation earlier amid the rise of the Muslim League. I found it in the Bloomsbury Oxfam Books - a happy hunting ground for me. The dust jacket design is by Sally Bodington.
This is in part an autobiographical novel - it's about a young woman's coming of age, breaking free from the constraints of family and tradition. I was given a copy by the late Ram Advani when I first visited his Lucknow bookshop twenty-five years ago. I read it, enjoyed it, learnt from it - the writing is as elegant as the now lost culture it depicted. Cecil Day Lewis was Attia Hosain's editor at Chatto & Windus, and Virago has republished Sunlight on a Broken Column in their modern classics series. The title, by the way, is taken from a line in a T.S. Eliot poem. While in Lucknow at the end of last month, I called on Ram Advani, who has been selling books on Hazratganj for sixty years or more. Ram himself is now 95 - and still spends six hours or so a day at the shop, and still plays a few holes of golf.
I can't say how greatly I admire Ram, and I'm very proud to call him a friend. It's more than twenty years since I first visited his excellent shop - and came away with a gift from Ram, Attia Hossain's Lucknow novel, Sunlight on a Broken Column. This visit was my daughter's first to Ram Advani, Booksellers (she took the photo). And she too has been blessed by Ram's generous spirit - she now has a wonderful photographic record of Hazratganj, including recollections by Ram and others. In these troubled times, there is something hugely reassuring about the enduring presence of such intellectual landmarks as Ram Advani's bookshop. |
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