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The First World War ended in 1918, but the celebrations went on for a long time afterwards. The street parties were no exception. A lot of preparation went into them. Every street seemed to have one. Ours was in Lopen Road in Edmonton (now Enfield) where I lived at number 116 with my parents and two brothers, Ted and Jim. I remember money for the party being collected from door to door; games being organised, the street being decorated with bunting, our mothers preparing the food; and fancy dresses being made. Our street party didn't happen until the following year, in August 1919.

Lopen Road, Edmonton, Street Peace party, 1919.
Cliff Raven reports that the building against which the photo is taken used to be a school and is shown as such on the 1894 Ordinance Survey map of the area. The building is now used as one of the church halls for St Aldelms church, built in 1904.
Some streets had their teas on tables brought into the road itself, but we had ours in the church hall of the local church, St Aldhelms. Afterwards, we came back to Lopen Road with its bunting and had fun and games. Whole families joined in. My friend’s father who was a professional singer had a small harmonium which he brought out, and we sang to that. I was dressed in the colours of the Belgium flag; Ted was dressed as an Indian; Jim as a laundry woman; and his friend as a policeman. The fancy dresses were not elaborate because so little money was available, but a lot of creative ideas went into them.
There was a great deal of talk about the war being the war to end all wars and the part that the League of Nations was going to play in this. I was a child at the time, and I believed it, but I lived to see different, in particular the horrors of the Second World War when Edmonton was bombed in the blitz.
Peace Celebrations in 1919, near neighbours, Lopen Road, Edmonton, north London.

Detail of my mother from the first photo.

Detail of my mother from the second photo.
These recollections of a street party to celebrate the end of World War One were written in the 1980s by my mother, Florence Edith Clarke (born Cole), and are here to shed light on our history and to provide a tribute to her memory.
If you have an old photo which would illustrate this page, I would very much appreciate a copy. For my contact details, see the Contact page.