Jacoba was interesting, born in Holland to Belgian parents, she came over to England with her family when she was a child around 1860.
Still following in their Father’s Footsteps…
Four of the five remaining sons of Edward William and Jane Maria followed their father’s footsteps into the shipyards of the London Docks working as Boiler Makers, Riveters, and Iron Ship Builders, being younger than their Father they mainly stayed in employment, but had their ups and downs none-the-less.
Esther Maria Dyer, the second daughter of that name, her name had been unlucky for her younger sister of that name, she had died as a child during the family’s stay in Lowestoft, and the name would not be lucky for the older Esther Maria. She married Edward Robert Auty in 1882 and had a number of children with him, and for nearly 20 years they lived as a happy family, but Esther was troubled. Her husband work as a labourer in the Lead Works on the Docks, working with lead and grinding chemicals into paint pigment. Doing this it would be no surprise if the contact with lead and many toxic chemicals had caused Edward Auty to suffer mentally, but, infact, it was Esther Maria who suffered. It seems likely that having to come into contact with the chemicals and lead laden dust from her husband’s clothes when she boiled and washed them may have contributed to what happened to her later in middle age. From the age of 40 in 1899 she was incarcerated in the London Lunatic Asylum, and stayed there until her death in 1940, so she spent half of her life locked away from her family. Ironically, she outlived her husband by nearly 30 years, the long exposure to lead and other chemicals took their toll on his health in a different way.
Of the boys, the only one who didn’t follow in his father’s footsteps was Alfred Samuel Dyer, born in Limehouse, London in 1864, he shared his Father’s wanderlust, but took it much farther; he went into the merchant marine service in his teens, and travelled as an Able Bodied Seaman. By his early twenties Alfred Samuel had travelled to Sydney Australia at least twice, and married Emma Bacon there in 1892. He continued travelling shipboard between Australia and Britain, and in 1903 he headed there on a ship that was stopping off via Port Stanley in the Falkland Islands. He eventually settled in Cootamundra, New South Wales, Australia as a painter and decorator, but made a number of trips back to England where he stayed with his youngest sister Isabella, now married to William James Learey an Electrician, and now living variously in the suburbs of East Ham, Plaistow, and Ilford. He died in Cootamundra on 19th May 1947, and left about £800 (equivalent to more than £20,000 in today’s money) to his younger sister Isabella.
Danny Dyer’s Dutch and Belgian Ancestors
Danny Dyer’s Great Great Grandfather, Edward Thomas James Dyer, did follow his father even to the point of being unemployed alongside him in the 1870s. But things picked up in terms of employment, although at the lowest level, as a shipyard labourer on boilers and Iron Ships, right through the 19th century and well into the 20th. In 1875 he married Jacoba Ann Heester (Danny Dyer’s Great Great Grandmother) in All Saints Church Poplar.
Jacoba was interesting, born in Holland to Belgian parents, she came over to England with her family when she was a child around 1860. This period coincides with the social and economic downturn in Europe after the Potato Famine in the 1840s. Most people think of this as an Irish problem, and indeed Ireland was hit harder than any other country in Europe by the Potato blight that killed off crops in the 1840s. However, the next worst hit countries (with the exception of the West of Scotland) were Belgium and Holland. Many of the peasants in rural areas were highly dependant on the potato as a staple crop, and the failure of that crop sent death rates soaring in some regions, which in turn forced people to flee the land, and just as in Ireland, this flight and subsequent crowding of economic refugees in cities and docksides lead to out breaks of cholera. Typhus, and Tuberculosis. It seems that George Heester being a middle class shoemaker, managed to get enough money together to move first from Belgium to Holland with his wife Mary Ann, which is where they settled for a few years and had three children, two sons, Peter and John, and a daughter Jacoba Ann. as the economy went downhill George moved the family again, this time to London. Here he set up shop employing two men to work for him. Undoubtedly he was not rich by any measure, but he had some means and a trade, so could live much better in prosperous London, than he could in struggling Holland.
How Edward Dyer managed to meet Jacoba isn’t clear, but meet they did, and married. In the 22 years between 1876 and 1898 they had sixteen children, but lost nine of them in childhood. These figures are quite hard to get your head around; Jacoba gave birth approximately every 16 months for 22 years, and she would lose children on a regular basis through the 1880s, how a mother could have dealt with the stress of birth and death on such a cycle was astonishing.
This round of births and deaths of Edward and Jacoba’s children added to the Family’s struggle with poverty, work started to become less skilled in many areas in the Dockyard Iron Works, thanks to industrialisation and use of heavy presses and machine tools to replace skilled manual labour, many of the men in the Iron Works either learned to operate the new machines, or tried to carry on the craft of their forefathers with skill and strength, only to find that the work became deskilled and the money sunk to follow it, Edward tried to cling to the skills he had learned at his father’s side, passed down through 150 years of skilled shipbuilding Dyers, and this choice gradually turned him from an Iron Ship Builder, to a Boiler Maker, to a Boiler Maker’s Labourer, to a Labourer; the fall in living standards was inexorable along with the trade, but the work was still abundant as long as a man would accept the low wages. With so many children and so many funerals to pay for, Edward had to take whatever money a strong pair of arms to wield a long hammer could bring him.
The Family’s decline was severe in the 1880s, echoed in the places they lived; Tapley Street in Bromley-By-Bow, was cheek by jowl with no less than five pubs in the immediate area. These were known as “Cowsheds” on a Monday night, and Monday became known simply as “Cowshed day” the reason being that that was the night that the local women called “Cows” by their husbands, went drinking, using up the last of any money they had scraped together after the weekend was over, to binge drink on neat Gin in the warm weather, and Gin with warm water in cold weather. So binge drinking by women in inner city areas of the UK is by no means a new phenomenum, and as today, without the sober influence of one half of a couple men and women from hard violent backgrounds have a greater tendency to get into fights when drunk, leading to the Docklands formidable reputation for violence by both men and women. The use of the word Cow (pronounced “Kaah” in Cockney, as in “Aah naah braahn kaah?” – “How now brown cow?”) as a pejorative term for women, usually, older, and married women, came out in a pejorative for men as well as in “You Kaah-Son!” (You Cow Son!) that was considerd on the verge of swearing and is still in use to day, from there it turned into a general term for anything bad as in: “I’ve ‘ad a Kaah-Son of a day at work!”
By the 1890s after the deaths of their children had stopped, life picked up a little for the Family, and they lived in Leven Rd in Bromley-by-Bow, still a poor working class area, but at least the houses had some “Oil Cloth” (an early form of artificial flooring that was easy to clean) in their front halls, and some pots of flowers around the window sills, so the women of the area were trying to lift standards. Interestingly, the area adhered to the old working class stereotype of being able to leave your doors open without fear of anyone stealing anything, this was noted by the Booth commissioners during their rounds and was therefore undoubtedly true, but not because of the intrinsic honesty of the working class poor, rather for two other reasons; firstly that nobody had anything worth stealing, and secondly because everybody knew everybody else by sight and because there was always a neighbour around to see what was going on, so opportunities for petty theft were highly limited.
The family had lived through so much struggle and survived through the First World War, so it’s not hard to imagine when in 1915 on their 40th wedding anniversary, Edward singing the words of the musichall song of the “Singing Cockney Costermonger” Albert Chevalier:
We’ve been together now for forty years,
An’ it don’t seem a day too much,
There ain’t a lady livin’ in the land
As I’d swop for my dear old Dutch.
“Dutch” to a Cockney just meant Duchess, but the irony of Jacoba’s roots wouldn’t have been lost on the Dyers. Eventually “Dutch” would get transformed into Rhyming slang as “Duchess of Fife” = Wife, and therefore shortened to “Dutch”.
The Family moved out of Poplar to West Ham in Essex as it was then, Edward would continue working in the Docks into old age, before he eventually died in West Ham in 1925. Jacoba would live through to 1940, dieing at the ripe old age of 86.
Interestingly the children who actually survived childhood went on to live long lives, like their parents.
Still in the Docks
Edward and Jacoba’s youngest son George (Danny Dyer’s Great grandfather) went into the Navy, but was lucky in as much as his three years of service between 1916 and 1919 didn’t take him much further than Chatham, meaning he could actually make it home every time he was on leave, and probably some evenings. He was a stoker in home waters, probably didn’t see any action at sea, he was lucky. What we do know from his Navy Records was that he was 5ft 7ins tall, had brown hair and brown eyes, and had a fresh complexion.
Once out of the Navy George went straight back into the Docks as a labourer, a basic living, and hard work through the 1920s and 1930s. He marries Ethel May Aldridge in 1920 in St Paul’s Church, Old Ford, Poplar, but they move across the River Lee to Custom House, West Ham, in Essex, where their four children are born in the ten years between 1921 and 1931. They would see out their years in the Docklands, and their youngest son John Dyer born in 1931 would be Danny Dyer’s Grandfather.
9 Replies to “Danny Dyer’s Family Story part 4;”
Good article of special interest to me, I’m related, my father is one of George Dyers children. One error though, Jacoba and Edward did have 16 children, but 7 lived and 9 died in childhood (1911 census).
Sadly, John Dyer recently passed away.
Yes quite right, I transposed the figures. Corrected in article now. Thanks for the tip.
Yes I am related to George Dyer my mother was his eldest daughter Ethel she was born in 1921 and she had 3 daughters ,i am the eldest Joan.
Good to hear from you Joan, hope you liked the articles. It’s not often that you find someone descended from the same place in London over 300 years or more, most came in from outside, but the Dyers go right back in Poplar and The City.
Very thoroughly researched. Did you by chance come across any record of an Emily (or Emmy) Dyer, born ~1928 in Silvertown?
I’ll check the records David. Are you a relative?
Yes. Emmy was my maternal grandmother. I’d be interested to hear if she came up in your research as she passed away when I was a child and I don’t know a great deal about her.
OK, if this is Emily born in Barking in 1876, the eldest daughter of Edward and Jacoba Dyer, then I can tell you:
She was in service as a Domestic servant in West Ham at the age of 14, by 1901 she was a Upholsterer living in a Working Girls’ Home in Fitzroy St near Tottenham Court Road.
Or did she marry into the Dyer Family, if so do you know her maiden name?
Thanks for looking into that Paul. I don’t think that is her though. With respect to my grandmother, Dyer was certainly her maiden name.
I thought it would be a little unlikely that she came up in the course of your research. However her maiden name and place of birth had me think there was a chance.