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Picturing the Young Philip
‘My childhood must have been desperately unhappy, it’s almost a complete blank in my memory’1. was how, many years later in 1968, Philip Burton would describe his early years to the writer Rhys Davies. Such words were hardly the most promising for Philip Burton’s biographer to read. In later life Philip would be part of the literati and ‘glitterati’ and feature frequently in the media. Yet how easy was it going to be to excavate the childhood of one particular working-class boy in a small South Wales mining community in the early years of the twentieth century when the subject himself appeared to have effectively erased it from his memory?
Philip was in his sixties when he made that statement. Although as an adult he kept an appointments diary, it has not survived and reputedly covered five years in one page. He made a habit of destroying letters once read (though fortunately he was an assiduous correspondent and his own letters can be found in many public and private collections). He did write one chapter about his childhood in his volume of (mainly) theatrical memoirs,Early Doors,2. though much was unsaid. It is the silences in life stories that are often most illuminating. Philip was good at silences as well as speech.
His memoir did not include any pictures of people from those early years. Portrait painting was the prerogative of the wealthy and, although Kodak box cameras had been in use since the late nineteenth century, a camera was a luxury item when Philip was growing up. It was a world away from today’s obsession with ‘selfies’ and the validation of identity by posting pictures on social media. Nevertheless, the stage directions for Philip’s early playGranton Street, which Philip said was based on his childhood home, do specifically mention ‘large framed photographs of deceased relatives’ hanging on the parlour walls.3.
Early Doors includes ‘A partial view of Mountain Ash’, a photograph of a coal mine and one of St Margaret’s Church, all significant to Philip’s locale and story buthe is conspicuous by his absence, and this may well have been as much due to a deliberate excising of his troubled early years as to the scarcity of personal photographs from childhood. ‘The College Rugby XV’ at his university is depicted in the book. Philip does not identify himself, tell us the precise date, or even make it clear whether he features there, though he was in the team and there is one strong candidate for the student Burton.
Particularly intriguing was the second part of Philip’s claim about his childhood being ‘almost a complete blank in my memory’. Why and how did he choose to obliterate much about those early years and how might that period help to explain the talented Philip Burton of the better-known decades?
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Mountain Ash was Philip’s home town. He was an Edwardian, born on 30 November 1904. His mother, Emma Matilda Mears, came originally from Midsomer Norton in Somerset but her family, like countless others, had gravitated to South Wales in search of work as the demand for coal grew and grew. Her mother was a midwife. Emma became a nurse in a cottage hospital then married John Wilson, a Scots collier. They had a son, William, born in Wattstown in the Rhondda but, after her husband’s early death, the widowed Emma and Will lived with her mother.
Emma remarried. Her second husband was some years younger than herself and one of her mother’s lodgers, an Englishman called Henry Burton.4. He was from a lower middle-class family in the Lichfield area of Staffordshire. A restless man who had twice tried serving in the army, he became a collier. In a television programme made in Key West when Philip was elderly, he explained that his father was the bad boy of his family and that going to the Welsh coalfields was a little like the dash to the Yukon in search of gold.5. ‘Two Strangers’, a short story6. that Philip began writing in 1939 in Port Talbot, opens with a young man from Lichfield, armed with a violin, pacing the platform as he awaits the Bristol and South Wales train. He has run away from home and is both excited and apprehensive as he sets off in search of a new life. This, it seems, was Philip’s imagining of how his father came to Wales.
Mountain Ash lies in the central part of the Cynon Va