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Play chess of course! What else? A local player tells of how he passed the time whilst unfree.

Bedfordshire Times and Standard, 6th October 1944

Bedfordshire Times and Standard, 6th October 1944

Any thoughts on who it may be? Ukranian V.Maluga perhaps?

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I am aware that this is to blaspheme against the sacrosanct school of what these gentlemen term ‘Art for Art’s sake’, but at this period of history there are tasks more urgent than the manipulation of words in a harmonious manner.

Proust, Remembrance of things Past, pg. 510

An introduction

The following post is, primarily, an exposition of material selected from The Luton News Archives, which are kept on microfilm in Luton Central Library (and I apologize in advance if some content is a little difficult to read, the transition from film to paper via digital scanner, to photocopier then a lossy JPEG via a second digital scanner to this site via a crude upload tool has, unsurprisingly, compromised some excerpts, please click on those especially at the beginning of the post for a better view). Its main purpose is to offer an account of the change that chess in Bedfordshire underwent during the 70s, and since history doesn’t offer us neat end points, the decades before and after it too. The topic of the post is local chess history; it has a narrow focus and is for those with an interest in Bedfordshire chess, readers with a more casual interest in the topic are, of course, more than welcome to read on.

Club and county chess in England receives little attention and is rarely reported on. There is a ritual obeisance conventionally paid to professional chess players within chess literature, as if it is only they who are worth reading about. The surviving chess magazines of today are also unrepentant towards their exclusion of amateur chess generally speaking. However, one of the great advantages about the digital revolution that we are currently experiencing is that blogs are able to break such barriers down by providing content to an audience wider than ever before. Why does that matter? It matters because the actions and lives of those described by them matter -that is one among a great many reasons why in posts such as this its local history matters.

‘What then do we mean when we praise a historian for being objective, or say that one historian is more objective than another? Not, it is clear, simply that he gets his facts right, but rather that he chooses the right facts, or, in other words, that he chooses the right standard of significance.’

E.H.Carr, What is History?, pg. 123, Harmondsworth, Penguin 1964

In Bedfordshire we are fortunate to have ‘old’ Tom Sweby, who was active in both the Beds. league and as a reporter of it for decades. He has left us with a wealth of material, unfortunately however, being located abroad I did not have sufficient time during my recent sojourn in England to collect all the material from The Luton News that I wanted, and am not in a position to add anymore -as one trip to England every five years is quite enough!

My strategy was to focus only on the columns which reported local events but this quickly became problematic as Sweby has a passionate propensity to combine, to varying degrees, events local, national, and international all in one column. Deciding what to keep and what to omit was a slow and somewhat arbitrary process at times. Given that The Luton News, was and still is a Luton paper, Sweby wrote with a natural bias towards his home town, as his readership requested. I have tried to offer balance and cover as much of the county wherever I could but this has been difficult, therefore, do not think of this post as being ‘definitive’ or ‘a study’ in any shape or form. Readers are more than welcome to add content or comment on what they have read -providing they are highly complimentary that is!

‘When properly applied, the critical method enables the historian to make allowances for both deliberate distortion and the unthinking reflexes of the writer… . What historians can do is to ensure that within the area of the past which they find significant they are as true as can be to the reality of the past.’

John Tosh, The pursuit of History, pg. 111, London, Longman, 1984

Finally, for context, several long-standing members of the Bedfordshire chess league have contributed with input in various e-mail exchanges over several months; notably, Paul Habershon, to whom I am deeply grateful, also Nick McBride for his input, IM Andrew Ledger, Alan Brown, Peter Montgomery, Nigel Staddon, Damon D’ Cruz, and Andrew Perkins. Thanks also go to Barry Sandercock and Richard James from the English Chess Forum for their assistance. 

History is…never history, but history-for.

Claude Levi-Strauss, The Savage Mind, pg. 257

Part 1

School chess

In the early fifties, school chess was organized in the south of Bedfordshire by H. Wray and T. Sweby, colleagues at Challney Boys School, and in the north by the Welsh Headmaster of Bedford Modern Junior School, Mr. Idris Hussey (Fig. 1), who according to former colleague Paul Habershon, first began organizing school chess in 45 just after the war had ended. A collaboration between the schools of the north and the south produced a junior county team for the first time in 54. It was a side of Luton schoolboys mostly, as is shown below.

(Fig.6) The Luton News, Feb 4th 1954

Fig.1, The Luton News, Feb. 4th 1954

The result of the match is an irrelevance, what is important to note, however, is that several club players employed within the local education system and were able to introduce chess to school children from an early age and were both dedicated and dependable enough to give up their free time on a permanent basis. The absence of a mid-Bedfordshire school was indicative of the Bedfordshire league itself until Cranfield, Newport Pagnell, and Leighton Buzzard, formed in the 70s and 80s respectively. The school leagues in Bedford and Luton which formed the first junior county team were still in their infancy in the 50s; it was not until the following generation arrived when the pupils began to beat their teachers and found their way into the local papers with increasing regularity, courtesy of school teacher and writer for The Luton News, Mr. T. Sweby.

In 68 Sweby wrote that in the early 60s Bedfordshire produced a junior county champion gifted enough to play at the top of the county team (Fig. 2) but, he laments, the difficulty with young chess players is they often further their education beyond the county borders after leaving school. For little Bedfordshire, without a distinguished University to hold its own talent, losing players like Roger Parry was to become a recurring loss.

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Fig. 2, The Luton News, Dec. 5th 1968

It is instructive to show how talent, its development and ‘recurring’ losses, affected Luton and Bedford in turn as their respective leagues of schoolboys were quite different from one another.

Luton’s league of schoolboys

Another example of how strong youth players were becoming in the late 60s with a schools league well in place for a decade and more can be seen with future postman, county champion, and gentleman Andrew Perkins. Whilst still at school he became champion of Luton Chess Club (Fig. 3). His rating was then, as it is now, approximately 190. Andrew is the strongest schoolboy to emerge from The Luton Schools League started by Sweby and with the exceptions of Dunstable-born Peter Gayson and Simon Roe, he has remained Luton’s strongest homegrown player since.

Fig.15 The Luton News Sept 12th 1968

Fig. 3, The Luton News, Sept. 12th 1968

In the following columns a veritable deluge of school chess action in Luton can be seen, with almost every high school in town participating in the Luton Schools Chess League, strong-armed by Sweby himself. In the first, Parry demonstrates at junior county level his chess prowess once more.

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Fig. 4, The Luton News, Jan. 6th 1972

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Fig. 5, The Luton News, March 2nd 1972

Though Sweby’s reportage offers a glowing account of school chess in Luton in the early seventies it must be remembered that the league itself was his handiwork, hence his writing is understandably partisan. Only a select few of those with access to chess at school found their way into the Beds. league (Fig. 6). For most schoolboys, chess was nothing more than a lunchtime activity, the motivation to play on after their school years was quickly lost. What Sweby perhaps conveniently overlooked was that not all schools had members of staff actively playing chess, therefore, many had talented players who went unrecognized by whichever member of staff had been roped into supervising play. As a former pupil, league winner and champion of Stockwood High School (see Fig. 5), we played in the computer room with Mr. Wagstaff looking on. As I remember, not at any point did he ever show any interest in the lunchtime chess-hullabaloo his eardrums were subject to. 

No Luton school entered a team in the Beds. league let alone The National School’s League. The only educational institute which had its own team in Luton was the Technical College run by Mr. May, (Olly’s dad) and A-level student Steve Catton. 

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Fig. 6, The Luton News, 1974 date uncertain.

The youth who entered the Luton chess scene in the 70s improved its stature in the Beds. league but not significantly and nor with any immediate effect as the table in (Fig. 6) shows. Two of its most talented, David Elkin and Gary Blackbourne (Fig. 7), went onto become champions of Luton in their teens, both obtaining a rating of approximately 175 whilst still at school but even with their distinctly average grades for a club champion they were exceptions to the rule. In Blackbourne’s case only one other at Rotherham High School out of the hundreds who had direct access to chess throughout the 70s could provide him with any real opposition.

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Fig. 7, The Luton News, Feb. 7th 1974

Written by a fellow journalist for The Luton News (Fig. 8) offers an interesting, if somewhat poorly reported, account of the development of local chess: given that at the time Luton had half a dozen clubs or more, its hard to imagine how the closure of a building used by one could threaten its very existence. Beyond the hyperbole, the idea that Luton’s High Schools had ‘thriving’ chess clubs has already had its significance questioned. The Fischer – Spassky match may well have increased the amount of school chess being played, (this will be discussed in more detail in Part 5) but Sweby’s claim that it was the primary cause of young players becoming ‘dominant’ needs further clarification. Dominant in terms of numbers perhaps but not in terms of strength. Since that the article was written in 76, the time frame available for the transformation is simply too short. Half of Luton’s first team were still at school it is claimed, whether this was indicative of Luton’s many other clubs was not reported on.

The England Olympiad captain he refers to was, of course, William Hartston. At the age of thirty, he was only young comparatively and obviously not a benefactor of the ‘Fischer fiasco in Iceland’ as he was established long before that match. His description as being ‘young’ at thirty years old suggests that in Sweby’s day chess was still very much an old man’s game.

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Fig. 8, The Luton News, April 29th 1976.

In the following column (Fig. 9) Sweby tells us that only a few schoolboys from Luton intend to participate in what was Bedfordshire’s biggest tournament in the 70s, a tournament which attracted some of the strongest players in the world and became infamous for the shortest recorded game in chess history. Again we may ask in what sense its league of schoolboys really was ‘thriving’ if so few participated in such a large local event.

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Fig. 9, The Luton News, 75, date uncertain

For up and coming players, having the chance to play in local tournaments where you could watch one of your idols up close was one of the advantages available to Luton’s schoolboys. Another was the option to travel abroad on trips organized by Sweby himself, as is reported in the following column in the third and forth paragraphs. Regarding the trip to Lenningrad, Sweby was a communist, and according to author and former colleague Jon Biggs a rather tame one at that.

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Fig. 10, The Luton News, Sept. 5th, 1968

School chess in Bedford

It was in the north of the county, however, where school chess in Bedfordshire achieved success. Headmaster of Bedford Modern Junior School Idris Hussey retired in 68 but Malcolm James, who had been a member of staff since 61, stayed on. With the addition of Paul Habershon in 69, this meant B.M.S could improve its position in the Bedfordshire league, which it was already strong enough to compete in. In addition, Bedford had its own Middle Schools League, which is described by Mr. Habershon with the following words:

Another important aspect of the 1970s was the Bedford Middle Schools Chess League, organised by W. A. (Sandy) Cordon, Deputy Head at Stewartby School. He used to have 100 children in his lunchtime chess club. The league was usually won by BMS or Stewartby but it thrived for several years and received a BCF award. However, it did not survive the 1983-84 teaching unions’ ‘industrial’ action (working to rule, etc.) and never got going again.

Regarding B.M.S itself, I am once again indebted to Mr. Habershon for the following content:

In the old school buildings we used Malcolm’s chemistry classroom for chess because it had flat tables – my classroom, like most others, had the old individual desks with sloping lids and inkwells. We ran three separate after-school chess clubs: Junior (7-11), Middle School (11-13) and Senior (13-18). It was only when we moved to the new buildings in 1974 that I was able to open my classroom (now with flat tables) for chess every lunchtime. It was invaluable that we could see children right through from 7 to 18.

Not all children came up through our Junior School. Richard Freeman (b.1958) arrived in the First Form (= Year 7 nowadays) the same term as me. Jim Plaskett (b.1960) followed in 1971. However, we also had Neil Cannon (b.1962) in the Junior School. At one point Leonard Barden rated him the 4th best U-10 in the world. He was very useful in lowering our team’s average age in the Sunday Times Schools Championship. Neil was neck and neck with Julian Hodgson at U-11 level, but fell behind thereafter, especially when he got more interested in drama.

Plaskett was not that strong when he first arrived. I think the important thing was that the chess club was very structured and competitive, so there was, for some, huge incentive to improve. Plaskett developed very quickly around age 13 to 14 and had a great capacity for hard work at the game. For instance he taught himself the KBN v K mating technique and would ask to test it out on me. His photographic memory helped him a lot with opening theory. The school team often used to win our Zone of the S. Times competition, but we only once got to the National Final (Fig.11). This was is in 1974 when we beat Tony Miles’s old school (King Edward’s, Birmingham) in the semi-final but lost to Southern G.S, (Portsmouth) in the Final. Our team was Michael Francescon (who won his Bd 1 game in the Final), Richard Freeman, Adam Springbett, Gavin D’ Costa, James Plaskett (NB still only on Bd 5), Neil Cannon. That was also the only year we won the Beds. League. This was during a brief period when it was for teams of 8. Malcolm and I played, of course, and we had good strength in depth.

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Fig. 11, date uncertain. Note that the players photographed represent Challney Boys Luton, Sweby’s school.

From 1974 to 1978, his last year at the school (Fig. 12), Plaskett’s strength rocketed of course, culminating with his 2nd place in the British Championship at Ayr in 1978. He could remember my games, e.g. in the Beds. League, better than I could, sometimes commenting on opening lines which I had played two or three seasons earlier and had forgotten about. I knew he was something special when he beat B H Wood at the Hitchin Congress in 1975. During my time the only other pupil to play on Board One above me in the Beds. League team was Peter Constantinou (b.1988) who was in the Sixth Form when I retired. His current FIDE rating seems to have stalled around 2300.

Fig 18, The Luton News Jan 5th 1978

Fig. 12, The Luton News, Jan. 5th 1978

At the end of the decade, protégé James Plaskett was, however, not the only Bedfordshire schoolboy to receive recognition for his ability. (Fig. 13)

Fig 19, The Luton News June 29th 1981

Fig. 13, The Luton News, June 29th 1981

Both Luton and Bedford offered chess for schoolboys for many decades, however, in Luton it was organized almost single-handedly by Sweby himself, thus folded upon his retirement. The concerted efforts of Idris Hussey along with the acquisition of English teacher Paul Habershon and Chemistry teacher Malcolm James, enabled Bedford Modern School to offer school chess from the end of the second world war to the turn of the millennium and beyond. It was not until Paul Habershon’s retirement in 2006, when he was given the honorary President’s Award for services to chess by the renamed English Chess Federation, that school chess finally disappeared from the Bedfordshire league.

Men make their own history, but they do not make it just as they please: they do not make it under circumstances chosen by themselves, but under circumstances directly encountered, given and transmitted from the past.

W.H. Auden quoted by N.R. Hanson, Patterns of Discovery, Cambridge, Cambridge University Press, pg. 181 n.3

Part two 

A question of strength?

In 1948 Tom Sweby became the chess champion of Bedfordshire for the first time when he beat the former Kent champion L. F. Pape, who playing for Bedford, represented the northern section of the county. Sweby lost his title upon its defense but regained his crown shortly after the queen’s coronation in 53, by which time he was already the chess correspondent for the Beds and Herts Pictorial (Fig.14). His participation at the British Chess Championship in Hastings that year, along with fellow Lutonians R. H. Rushton and D. V.  Mardle also became the subject of reportage, if only locally (Fig. 15).

Fig.1 The Luton News, 17th Sept 53

Fig. 14, The Luton News, 17th Sept. 53

Fig.2 The Luton News, Aug 27th 1953

Fig. 15, The Luton News, Aug. 27th 1953

How strong were Bedfordshire’s best in the fifties? Not terribly, opponents and former team mates of Tom Sweby estimate him to be rated around 150, which the game below would appear to suggest.

B.Sandercock v Tom Sweby 7/4/1962  

County Match, Buckinghamshire v Bedfordshire

1.Nf3  Nf6   2.c4  g6   3.d4  Bg7   4.Nc3  0-0   5.e4  d6   6.Bg5  h6   7.Bh4  Nbd7  8.Be2  c6   9.0-0  e5   10.Rc1  exd4   11.Nxd4  Qe8 12.f3  Nb6   13.Bg3  Qd8   14.Nb3  d5   15.c5  Nc4   16.Bxc4  dxc4   17.Qxd8  Rxd8   18.Na5  Nd7   19.Rcd1  Re8   20.Nxb7  Be5   21.Bxe5  Nxe5   22.Nd6  Re7   23.f4  Ng4     24.Nxc8  Rxc8   25.Rd4  Rb8   26.h3  Ne3  27.Rf2  Reb7  28.Re2  Rxb2  29.Rxe3  Rc2   30.Rxc4  Rbb2   31.Rg3  Rxa2   32.Nxa2  Rxc4   33.Ra3  Rxc5   34.Rxa7  Rc4   35.Ra8(ch)  Kg7   36.Re8  Rc2   37.Nb4  Rc1(ch)  38.Kf2  c5   39.Nd5  Rc2(ch)  40.Kf3  c4   41.Ne3  Rc1   42.Rc8  c3  43.Ke2  RESIGNS. (see Fig. 16)

Fig. 16. With the greatest of respect both 11...Qe8 and 26...Ne3 left a lot to be desired.

Fig. 16. With the greatest of respect both 11…Qe8 and 26…Ne3 left a lot to be desired.

Although Tom was twice champion of Bedfordshire, he is normally found occupying boards 3-6 in county matches around that time (Fig. 17 & 18).

(Fig. 6) The Luton News Jan 15th 1953

Fig. 17, The Luton News, Jan. 15th 1953

(Fig. 7) The Luton News Jan 14th 1954

Fig. 18, The Luton News, Jan. 14th 1954

J.M. Craddock, however, (Fig. 18) was British Boys’ Champion from 1929-31 and strong enough to beat former British champion Dr. Fazekas (Fig. 19).

Fig.8 The Luton News Feb 22nd 1979

Fig. 19, The Luton News, Feb. 22nd 1979

The game listed above can be found here: http://www.chessgames.com/perl/chessgame?gid=1585668

Lutonian Dennis. V. Mardle, who lead the south Bedfordshire team in Fig. 20, is the only Bedfordshire player that appears in the 1953 rating list at 2b (approximately 217-224).

(Fig. 5) The Bedfordshire Times and Standard, Sept 28th 1951

Fig. 20, The Bedfordshire Times and Standard, Sept 28th 1951

Mardle was probably mentioned more in Sweby’s column over the years than anyone else and was once the sole subject of an entry written by Sweby (Fig. 21). If read carefully their comparative strength can be found in the tone of the article. Though Sweby is highly complimentary of Mardle, it was not, according to those who knew both, reciprocated.

The title used by Sweby, ‘Senior Principle Scientific Officer’, concerned Mardle’s work on Polio, for which he was awarded a CBE in 1988. It was an illness that Mardle himself suffered from, one which caused his chess persistent problems as according to former team mate Nigel Staddon venues with stairs to climb were always troublesome. An online portfolio of his chess can be found in the following link: http://www.chessgames.com/perl/chessplayer?pid=40868.

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Fig. 21, The Luton News, Feb 19th 1970

Whatever top-end strength was apparent in the county team in the early fifties, it was much less in evidence by the end of the decade. As is common across our nation with county chess, team members are transient so team results fluctuate correspondingly.

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Fig. 22, S.C.C.U Bulletin 58-59, note for the purposes of Part 5, who plays black on board 17.

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Fig. 23, S.C.C.U Bulletin 58-59

‘Dark Satanic Mills’ in Bedfordshire’s green and pleasant lands?

The Bedfordshire league that many schoolboys entered in the early 70s had a broad base of clubs, with Newport Pagnell and Cranfield from central Bedfordshire joining, and as satellite club Bletchley formed into Milton Keynes it soon became the apotheosis of its adopted league. The industrial boom and its ensuing architectural transmogrification that Luton underwent after the war gave it the feel of a northern town down south; it altered the composition of the Bedfordshire League as half of the clubs participating within it were factory teams from Luton, such as Electrolux, Kents, SKF, Vauxhall Luton, and the annexed Vauxhall Dunstable. It is not (yet) known when Vauxhall Luton began but as early as 37, it had its own team as did SKF, though neither are mentioned in the 1933 classic Chess in Bedfordshire by F. Dickens and G. L. White. This does not necessarily mean they did not exist at the time as G. L. White, who continued the book after the sudden death of F. Dickens may have chosen not to acknowledge them as it is unclear whether league chess existed and in what form:

The Bedfordshire Times and Independent, Friday 22nd Jan 1937

Fig. 24, The Bedfordshire Times and Independent, Friday 22nd Jan 1937

Luton’s factory clubs were accommodating to the young talent who joined them, and compared to more established clubs they had their advantages; for instance, members could easily recruit work-mates who had little or no contact with chess previously, there were subsidized drinks at the bar, funding for trophies and shields, a place to store chess sets, and money to buy scoresheets and clocks. Since funds were available for recreation in such places there was, according to Nick McBride, always some chitter-chatter in the background about how they once tried to get Spassky to do a simul or how Harry Golombek mentioned their club in passing. However, quantity does not ensure quality. In the 70s no factory club was strong enough to win the league and many, notably Vauxhall Dunstable lost their best players to Luton Chess Club, such as Tony Berry, Simon Roe, Peter Gayson and Nick McBride, when numbers began to dwindle. It was only then that Luton, still the largest town in the league, became champions of Bedfordshire two years after (Fig. 25) was written. Courtesy of the exodus of talent from Dunstable, Luton then became the strongest club in the county winning the league five times within the next seven years. By the mid 80s the factory clubs associated with chess in Luton had all left the Bedfordshire league, only Vauxhall Dunstable survived but due to disagreements with the league itself refused to participate in it.

Division 1 winners

1986-1987 Luton
1985-1986 Luton
1984-1985 Cranfield
1983-1984 Bedford
1982-1983 Luton
1981-1982 Luton
1980-1981 Bedford
1979-1980 Luton
1978-1979 Bedford
1977-1978 Bedford
1976-1977 Milton Keynes
1975-1976 Milton Keynes
1974-1975 Bedford Modern School
1973-1974 Bedford
1972-1973 Bedford
1971-1972 Bedford

http://www.adrianelwin.co.uk/Bedfordshire/Bedfordshire.html

Written as late as 77, the account of chess in Luton offered by Sweby is reliable enough (Fig. 25).

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Fig. 25, The Luton News, Jan 20th 1977

Another principle advantage of Luton’s industrial chess heart was that it brought talent from afar into the league from exotic locations such as Wales and Italy, both of whom lost national champions to the Bedfordshire league at various points between 68-71 (Fig. 26 & 27).

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Fig. 26, The Luton News, Apr 25th 1968

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Fig. 27, The Luton News, Nov 9th 1978

Though Sweby does not provide a date, GM Mariotti only spent one year in England 70-71 when his brother Paolo lived in Luton (Fig. 27) and is still remembered.

White: Paul Habershon

Black: Paolo Mariotti

Date: 10/02/1971

Beds League

Result: 1-0

1. e4 c5 2. Nf3 e6 3. d4 cxd4 4. Nxd4 Nc6 5. Nxc6 bxc6 6. Bd3 Nf6 7. O-O Qc7 8. f4 h5 9.Nc3 Bc5+ 10. Kh1 Ng4 11. Qf3 Bb7 12. Bd2 O-O-O 13. b4 Bd4 14. Rab1 Rdg8 15. Ne2 Bf6 16. c4 g5 17. e5 gxf4 18. exf6 Ne5 19. Qh3 f3 20. Rxf3 c5 21. Bf4 Bxf3 22. Bxe5 Qxe5 23. Qxf3 Kc7 24. bxc5 Rb8 25. Rxb8 Rxb8 26. Qf4 Qxf4 27. Nxf4 Rb2 28. h4 Rd2 29. Bh7 Rd4 30. g3 Rc4 31. Bg8 Rc1 32. Kg2 Rc2 33. Kf3 Rc5 34. Bf7 Rf5 35. Bh5 Rf6 36. Ke4 Kd8 37. g4 a5 38. g5 Rf5 (Adjudicated).

Fig 28. The position after 35... A well-played game by Bedfordshire's Paul Habershon.

Fig. 28. The position after 35… A well-played game by Bedfordshire’s Paul Habershon.

Sergio was arguably the strongest to ever to play in the Bedfordshire league in its modern era. Though his peak rating of 2455 is only marginally higher than homegrown future IM Andrew Ledger’s rating of 2443, Andrew was rated about 100 points lower than that when he left the Beds. league to play in London. Furthermore, since GM Mariotti competed regularly against the very best in the world, gaining credible draws against the world champion of his day Karpov and ex-world champion Spassky, along with impressive victories against Gligoric, Korchnoi and just about every English player in existence on numerous occasions: his ranking as a player was higher: rating inflation must also be taken into consideration!

Though James Plaskett broke the 2500 barrier and surpassed them both, he stopped playing in the Bedfordshire league in 78 far from his peak. As national champion, GM Mariotti was close to his prime during his short stay in the Beds. league, so it is he who should be thought of as the strongest performer in its modern era. In 1996 Sergio suffered from serious heart trouble and is unable to remember anything about his ‘old life’ as he put it, sadly he could not comment on the time he spent in Luton en passant.

Plaskett’s successor as the county’s strongest junior was Margret Roe’s son Simon. By 83 he was already the county junior champion in triplicate. He now plays for St. Albans and is still rated around 200.

Fig. 27, The Luton News, Apr 21 1983

Fig. 29, The Luton News, Apr 21 1983

At the time of print (Fig. 29) more work-based, clubs entered the league though they were both weaker and more transient than the factories of Luton; Texas Instruments operated from the basement of their tightly secured building in Bedford, Scicon and 3M also joined the Beds. league for a short while. Later that decade Northampton WMC entered and won the second division in 87 before becoming Northampton. Between 90-92 Rushden, also of Northamptonshire joined the Beds. league which was considerably stronger than the Northants. league at that time.

Simon Roe was replaced as junior county champion by fellow Dunstablian Nick McBride who was rated 187J in 86, two points above future IM Andrew Ledger. That year Nick moved from Vauxhall Dunstable to Luton Chess Club and became champion in his first season, terrorizing tired city commuters with an evening of the Schliemann Gambit on match nights. In 92 he had a provisional rating of 203 before giving chess up to concentrate on draughts. Given that Milton Keynes, now both the largest city and club in the league, had a number of strong players around the 200 mark such as the Hare brothers, Andy Bryce and Michael MacDonald-Ross a rating of 220+ was required to establish yourself as the strongest player in Bedfordshire in the early 90s. After an almost perfect season Andrew Ledger became just that, reaching the 230 mark before he moved to London.

A paradox of the decline in popularity of chess that appeared after the 70s which has continued to the present is that some of Bedfordshire’s strongest ever players have emerged from it. The Ledger brothers, two of whom are titled, were followed a decade later by FM Peter Costantinou by which time the junior county championship was long since dead and the working men’s clubs that were open to the youth of the 70s were also long closed.

A generation on, Bedfordshire achieved great success for a county its size. In 1990 protégé GM James Plaskett became champion of Britain and within the space of two years both the county first and second teams became the English County Champions of their relevant sections. How can such success for a county as small as Bedfordshire be explained? Firstly, the decline in popularity in chess that Bedfordshire underwent was typical for its time across our nation, secondly and more importantly, the retention of the satellite clubs that played in the Bedfordshire League became an increasingly valuable asset as they increased in strength. In 92, Milton Keynes were county champions for the third consecutive year, and in (Fig. 31) half of the team played for Milton Keynes. Thirdly, the appearance of a few anomalous talents isn’t an indicator of overall strength; it is most likely a paradox.

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Fig. 30, BCM Yearbook 1991, Your long-haired author agreed to be sub that day.

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Fig. 31,  BCM Yearbook 1992, note that it was strength and depth that won the match.

Part 3

1984

It was a bright cold day in April, and the clocks were striking thirteen… .

He who controls the past controls the future. He who controls the present controls the past.

George Orwell 1984

Part 4

A tame Communist writes, and writes, and writes… .

“The raconteur knows too well that, if he investigates the truth of the matter, he is only too likely to lose his good story.”

Herbert Butterfield, The Origins of History

On coronation day Sweby brought our beautiful game into the public eye when a game of living chess between Luton Vauxhall champion T. F. Fuller and the British Women’s Champion of 47-49, Miss Eileen Tranmer was played in Wardown Park Luton, with the pupils of Challney Modern Boys School, at which Sweby was the Science teacher, participating as the pieces (Fig. 32 & 33). Further details can be found in The British Chess Magazine – 1953, Vol. 73, pg. 181. Click here for an image (https://mccreadyandchess.com/2015/08/12/the-queens-coronation/).

(Fig. 3) The Luton News, April 23rd 1953

Fig. 32, The Luton News, April 23rd 1953

(Fig. 10) The Luton News, June 4th 1953

Fig. 33, The Luton News, June 4th 1953

In addition to his local chess success and organization, Sweby became ‘President’ of the S.C.C.U he was President only for one year, however, before being replaced by A.Thorpe (http://www.sccu.ndo.co.uk/oldoffic.htm). He also gained election to ‘the executive of the British Chess Federation’ but it is uncertain whether the positions bestowed any real power or were largely administrative. (Fig. 34)

(Fig. 5) The Luton News, July 15th 1954

Fig. 34, The Luton News, July 15th 1954

Sadly, Sweby had a serious motorbike accident in the early sixties when in a moment of madness he forgot all about the years of training in which chess taught him to think before you act, and tried to squeeze through a gap between two parked lorries only to hit another motorbike head on. As former county treasurer Nigel Staddon recounts, it was a painful and slow recovery in which a defiant Sweby refused to have his arm amputated after learning he could no longer use it. Not long after he stopped playing chess altogether but continued his work as Science teacher at Challney Boys School, where he remained popular amongst the boys in spite of the cigar smoke they had to endure in his classroom. As jovial as ever, he remained devoted to his promotion of the Luton Schools Chess League, which he began to write about more frequently.

Intentionally or otherwise Sweby wrote himself into history on Feb. 1st 1968 with the commencement a chess column that became the longest running in England or so he had us believe (Fig. 35). For over twenty years it found its way into the homes of Bedfordshire where it was read on Thursdays or perhaps at weekends across the parks of Luton by some lucky youth who unexpectedly found his fish and chips wrapped in it. Tom wrote about the many different aspects of our beautiful game in his column over the years. He was a great raconteur, as those of us fortunate to have met him remember. Much of his attention, however, was drawn towards what was closest to him.

The Luton News, April 29th 1976

Fig. 35, The Luton News, April 29th 1976

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Fig. 36, The Luton News, Feb. 1st 1968

Feb 1st 1968

Fig. 37, The Luton News, Feb 1st 1968

As you would expect for a column that continued for a quarter of a century and more, the content was broad covering local, national and international topics both past and present, trivial and thoughtful, and as mentioned, oftentimes in the same column. Though Sweby was sometimes vague and imprecise, he wrote well and understood what the essence of an interesting chess column was; that being a short title, a position or puzzle for readers to solve, and news from the chess world, which few in his day had easy access to. He knew most of his chess-playing readership personally and wrote for them whilst able to keep the general public borne in mind. How much motivation he provided local players in his capacity as a journalist, given that as amateurs we rarely see our names and games published can only be underestimated.

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Fig. 38, The Luton News, Jan 10th 1970, though the comparison between local schoolboys and great masters of the past is rather crude, it is the impact on the local chess scene that matters more.

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Fig. 39, The Luton News, March 10th 1977

The Luton News, April 10th 1980

Fig. 40, The Luton News, April 10th 1980

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Fig. 41, The Luton News, Dec 21st 1978

In 1985 when Tom Sweby retired from chess altogether, he received the honorary President’s Award by the British Chess Federation for his services to chess.

Part 5

History enhanceth noble men, and depresseth wicked men and fools.

Ranuphus Higden, Polychronicon

Brian Cox -the quiet bookmaker who put Luton on the map

Former Luton Stopsley High School captain Brian Cox was the man behind the many simuls, high-profile matches and tournaments that Luton became synonymous with in the 70s. He was a reasonable player, rated around 160, and as Secretary of his home town club, liked to keep himself busy. He took great pleasure from organizing events and was very good at it but left chess altogether to concentrate on greyhound racing. The following columns acknowledge, to some degree, Brian’s involvement in the aforementioned events.

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Fig. 42, The Luton News, dated early 75. It should be noted that B.H.Wood had many friends in Bedfordshire and participated in many congresses in and around the town. At one congress in Dunstable, he ran the bookstall.

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Fig. 43, The Telegraph, Local Grandmaster slayer Peter Montgomery has his game published in The Telegraph, date not known.

Jan 26th 1978

Fig. 44, The Luton News, Jan 26th 1978

One of the draws with the speedy tiger can be found below:

White: Tigran Petrosian

Black: Paul Habershon

Date: 20/01/78

Result: Draw

1. c4 Nf6 2. d4 c5 3. d5 e6 4. Nc3 ed5 5. cd5 d6 6. Nf3 g6 7. Nd2 Bg7 8. Nc4 O-O 9. Bg5 h6 10. Bf4 Ne8 11. h4 b6 12. Qd2 Ba6 13. e4 b5 14. Ne3 b4 15. Ncd1 Bf1 16. Kf1 Qe7 17. f3 Nd7 18. Nf2 Ne5 19. Rc1 Nf6 20. Be5 Qe5 21. Nc4 Qe7 22. g3 Nd7 23. Kg2 Ne5 24. Ne5 Qe5 25. Rc2 [25. Nd3!] 25… f5 26. ef5 Qf5 27. Qd3 Rae8 28. Qf5 Rf5 29. Rd1 Bd4 30. Ne4 Rd8 31. Rcd2 Bg7 32. f4 Rf7 33. Kf3 a5 34. b3 a4 35. Rd3 Ra7 36. h5 Kf7 37. hg6 Kg6 38. g4 ab3 39. ab3 Ra3 40. R1d2 Kf7 41. Rd1 Kg6 42. R1d2 Kf7 43. Rd1 Kg6

43...Kg6. Draw agreed.

Fig. 45, 43…Kg6. Draw agreed.

Feb 2nd 1978

Fig. 46, The Luton News, Feb 2nd 1978

For simuls against world class opposition to occur in such propinquity (Fig. 46) chess must have been much more popular than it is today given that Luton, at present, only has one club with one team and only six members. A stark contrast indeed.

Chess in the 70s is rarely discussed without reference to the Fischer-Spassky match of 72 and it would be a grave error on my part not to reflect upon it even though the interest it created is both hard to measure or explain. It is not an aim of this post, however, to offer competing theories of influence so I shall leave you in the capable hands of Dr. Richard Eales, the following excerpt is taken from his truly wonderful publication ‘Chess: The History of a Game’ (1985), pgs. 187-189:

The growing popularity of chess outside Russia and eastern Europe since the 1960s is closely associated with the stormy career of one man: Robert James (‘Bobby’) Fischer. His influence has lasted though he has played no serious chess since the final game of his match against Boris Spassky which brought him the world championship in 1972. Merely by becoming the first non-Soviet champion in more than twenty-five years, Fischer set his seal on the revival of western chess during the 1960s and blazed a trail which younger players have set themselves to follow since his premature retirement… . The 1972 match in Reykjavik which followed was not merely the culmination of Fischer’s career but the most widely publicized chess event of all time. There seemed no end to its surprising twists and turns: the arrangements of finance that boosted the prize fund to an unprecedented $250,000 (Spassky’s prize in 1969 had been $1500), the doubts whether Fischer would play at all, the default in the second game that left him with a 2:0 to make up, his final triumphant victory. A press corps of almost presidential proportion followed every move on and off the board… .

Could such an artificial and distorted publicity really do anything to alter the status of chess itself? Surely any effects would be short-lived, especially when Fischer, like Morphy before him withdrew into seclusion after his victory. After all, Fischer as an individual had always been the subject of the press and media attention, at first merely for his ability and precocity, then increasingly because of his quarrels with organizers, his lonely and obsessive life style, his defiant egoism… . Around the period 1970-1972 sales of chess sets and chess books in America and eastern Europe markedly increased. Sponsors and publishers reacted to this new popularity of chess and in their turn promoted it; the quality and diversity of western chess literature now rivaled even surpassed that of Russia [the author means the Soviet Union]. Some at least of these gains in chess and the seriousness of which it is treated have outlasted the 1970s and led to new advances. The conclusion must be that Fischer’s career was not an isolated influence. In part at least, it served more as a kind of catalyst to draw out a potential interest in chess which already existed in western society. It’s hard to say exactly how this happened. Some people who had never encountered chess at all were now brought into contact with it. The Fischer image of youth and rebellion fitted in well with the game’s growing popularity among the young. His example of fame and wealth encouraged talented chess players to take chess more seriously as a potential career. All these things together apparently did have the power to change the game’s status: what often had been seen as a bloodless pastime, appealing mostly to college professors and internationally dominated by Russia, was now presented in a ruthlessly competitive (though unusual) kind of sport, with all the attractions that sport generally possesses for the amateur and professional. This value shift… .

Though Fischer was undoubtedly a model for the youth, as Eales rightfully points out, he was not an isolated influence. However, even with a strong local league at their disposal many who joined the Beds. league in the 70s did not stay long, having only a passing interest in chess. In spite of the fact that shows like The Master Game broadcasted chess to Bedfordshire as well as the rest of the nation, locally, chess was already in decline by the time the decade was over, long before Bedfordshire would go on to achieve national success on several occasions and produce some of its strongest ever players.  

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The English Chess Explosion, Chandler & Keeene, Batsford 1981, pg. 114

Some further thoughts on the state of junior chess can be found here which corroborate some of the above points made by both myself and Dr. Richard Eales.

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The English Chess Explosion Chandler & Keene, Batsford, pg. 116

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The English Chess Explosion, Chandler & Keene, Batsford, pg. 117

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The English Chess Explosion, Chandler & Keene, Batsford, pg. 118

Jan 12th 1975

Fig, 47, The Luton News, Jan 12th 1975

It is quite unlikely that national events were played in Luton unless it had some national recognition (Fig. 47).

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Fig. 48, The Luton News, July 26th 1979

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Fig. 49, The Luton News, March 15th 1979

Date uncertain (2)

Fig. 50, The Luton News, date uncertain

Further recognition of Cox’s fine work can be found in the following post. https://mccreadyandchess.com/2015/10/23/sweby-cox-eight-invisible-masters/

A conclusion

That which the past was able to expand the concept ‘man’ and make it more beautiful must exist everlastingly.

Nietzsche, Untimely Meditations (Hollingdale) Cambridge University Press, pg. 68

To reiterate, it was shown that chess in Bedfordshire flourished during the 70s for reasons both internal and external to it. From the 50s Bedford, courtesy of Mr. Idris Hussey, Mr. Paul Habershon, Mr. Malcolm James and Mr. Sandy Cordon offered competitive chess for its schoolboys, and continued to do so into the next millennium, producing a British Chess Champion amongst many other talented schoolboys. Luton, though unable to attain the levels of success achieved in the north of the county, had its own schools league for many years which meant that for a county its size, a healthy number of juniors came through its league. In Tom Sweby and organizer Brian Cox, Luton had two ambitious individuals who would be pivotal in putting Luton on the map but it should be remembered that they did not work alone and could not have achieved their aims without their many ‘helpers’ to use a Swebyism (see Fig. 47). An obvious corollary of this was that the league itself grew in numbers and strength to the point where, it could draw in and hold satellite clubs around the county, without which it could not have achieved the national success it did in the early nineties and then again in the hallowed antiquities of 2004 and 2011 respectively.

Externally, the ‘Fischer Fiasco’ as comrade Sweby put it and the vested interests our nation had in that match meant that chess became more popular in the 70s across England but it is worth asking whether it could have taken hold for the limited time that it did had there not been sufficient infrastructure in place to facilitate it? In the 90s the Short – Kasparov match also grabbed the attention of the media. Luton chess club suddenly had 63 members, a number nearly doubled what was normal. They were mostly children and a new division in the Beds. league had to be created as other clubs increased in size also. But as I remember, the objections of one Bedford team of having to travel to Luton on a monthly basis to play Luton ‘D’, Luton ‘E’, Luton ‘F’, Luton ‘G’, Luton ‘H’ and Luton ‘I’ did not go down well at the AGM (held in Luton), although Dave Ledger found it somewhat amusing. Yet within a few years, with no school chess in the town, and with no junior county championship too, the dozens of new young members had vanished.

To conclude, I have tried to avoid comparing Bedfordshire to neighbouring counties, decades with one another and offer competing theories of influence as much as possible, and have instead tried to show how the actions of a devoted few shaped chess in Bedfordshire in hope that others can draw inspiration from them. I have also tried to take into account some of Sweby’s bias and offer a more balanced view wherever I could.

As I write, the vitality that the Beds. league once had is lost, but as can be seen from this post, all that is required for chess to flourish locally is to find a few devoted individuals with the means to communicate their love of our beautiful game.

…history serves to show how that-which-is has not always been; i.e, that the things which seem most evident to us are always formed into the confluence of encounters and chances, during the course of a precarious and fragile history … ; and that since these things have been made, they can be unmade, as long as we know how it was they were made.

Michel Foucault, quoted by Alec McHoul and Wendy Grace, A Foucault Primer; Discourse, power and the subject,  London UCL Press, pgs, 11-12.

Mark. J. McCready

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In case you thought that Dickens’s victory was something of a fluke, I have found a game where he draws with Jacques Mieses, a leading player of his day.

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Here’s the final position.

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The position after 20…Kg8. Note that it is Mieses going for the draw. If you play through the game you will see that white misses a clear win with 16 Nb5. Better would have been Nxe6 Qxe6 with Qf3, after which the double threat of the pin on the queen and the rook en prise cannot be met (see below).

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What white should have played. Black is lost.

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Courtesy of The British Newspaper Archive (Beds Advertiser and Luton Times Feb 21st 1908), I have unearthed evidence that the former world champion Dr. Emanuel Lasker performed a simul in my home town, his record being W13 DL1.

It’s an entertaining little read. Even though the world champion arrived late after being directed to Leighton Buzzard en route, he nonetheless gave a good account of himself against reasonable opposition. A piece well worth reading, I have given the author F.Dickens’s win below the excerpt.

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E.Lasker V F. Dickens final position

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17. …Bxh5. The queen is captured.

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Where Lasker played. The old town hall before Luton’s fiesty, and decidedly immigrant population burnt it down. I wonder what he thought of Luton? He must have stayed the night at least.

The Town Hall smouldering [Z1306-75]

Evidence of the above.

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He who climbs upon the highest mountains laughs at all tragedies, real or imaginary. Nietzsche TSZ

By now you’ve probably noticed that the best site on the net is Edward Winter’s Chess Notes and the worst is my own…right? If not then shame on you. Owing to the former ambitions of the Proletarian Tourist Excursions Society not too far from Stalin’s home town and a near simultaneous fireworks display held past midnight at -10, some late night surfing on top of a snow-capped mountain range has come to fruition.

A book about chess in my home county was written in 1933, Chess in Bedfordshire by F. Dickens and G.L. White (Leeds, 1933). According to Mr.Winter my home town had its fair share of pre-WW2 talent, with an adopted Lutonian disposing of former world champion Lasker in a simul with the Falkbeer Counter-gambit of all things, and a possible relative of Dickens beating Tartakower, also in a simul. Admittedly, the play from our Maestros leaves a lot to be desired, and had Tartakower played 13…g5 against me (see below), there is no doubt I would have beaten him too. I will endeavour to find out what brought him to Luton and report any findings.

Before its catastrophic modernization, which began in the 1950’s and finished the year I was born, Luton was once a quaint picturesque town where everyone knew each other -quite unlike what it has become. If you don’t know anything about Luton, it was once voted as the worst town in England, although in truth it’s best described as a northern town down south. In recent years it has become an immigration dumping ground for the government, causing the rise of the far-right movement the EDL, which was formed by a group of individuals who lived at the top of my road, and went to the same school I did. http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/uk_news/3692154.stm

In chess terms it is famous for the shortest game ever played between Stewart Reuben and Tony Miles in 1975, the game was:

1. Draw.

I am indebted to Edward Winter for the content below:

Courtesy of ChessNotes 7224. http://www.chesshistory.com/winter/winter85.html

An adopted Lutonian, J.E.D Moysey, owner of the once infamous Midland Hotel beats Lasker!

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What the Dickens! Tartakower loses in Luton!

S.W. Dickens – Savielly Tartakower
Luton, January 1928
Queen’s Gambit Declined

1 d4 d5 2 c4 e6 3 Nc3 Nf6 4 Bg5 Be7 5 e3 Nbd7 6 Nf3 O-O 7 Rc1 c6 8 a3 Ne4 9 Bxe7 Qxe7 10 Bd3 f5 11 O-O Rf6 12 Ne2 Rh6 13 Ng3

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13…g5 (‘Fierce, but premature attack.’) 14 cxd5 (‘Initial move of a combination threatening to win two pawns and the exchange.’) 14…g4 15 dxe6 gxf3 16 Nxf5 Qxe6 17 Nxh6+ (‘17 Bc4, pinning the queen, would shorten the road to victory.’) 17…Qxh6 18 Bxe4 fxg2 19 Bxg2 Nf6 20 Qf3 Kh8 21 Rc5 Bg4 22 Qf4 Qxf4 23 exf4 Rd8 24 h3 Bh5 25 Rf5 Kg7 26 Re1 Rxd4 27 Re7+ Kg6 28 Rg5+ Kh6 29 Rxb7 Rxf4 30 Rc5 Bg6 31 Rxa7 Rd4 32 Rxc6 Nh5 33 Rac7 Rd1+ 34 Kh2 Rd2 35 Be4 (‘A good manoeuvre to gain freedom.’) 35…Rxf2+ 36 Kg1 Rxb2 37 Bxg6 hxg6 38 a4 Nf4 39 a5 Ra2 40 a6 Kh5 41 a7 Kh4 42 Rc4 g5 43 Rh7+ Kg3 44 Rc3+ Resigns.

Source: pages 19 and 68-69 of Chess in Bedfordshire by F. Dickens and G.L. White (Leeds, 1933).

An excerpt from the Beds Advertiser and Luton Times Nov 11th 1910 shows F.Dickens in action for Luton (source cf: The British Newspaper Archive)

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Our Lifeless Past

The danger of staring too long at this still is that you may become a feature of our lifeless past for generations. Imagine having to wait over 100 years before anyone could upload and emancipate you into the net.

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The horror of it all. The Midland Hotel, a typically rough Luton drinking establishment and its chess-playing owner who’indulged in animated and dogmatic estimates of London players he had met’ during heavy drinking sessions. ‘-his favourite derogatory phrase, delivered in his strong public school accent, was “He’s a mere CAFFYHOUSE player!” So often did he bring this out that it became a sort of shibboleth or “Hi, de, Hi!” in Luton chess circles.’ http://www.chesshistory.com/winter/winter85.html Please go to 7223.

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The Midland Hotel is to the right. It was demolished as was much of Luton town centre for the sake of ‘progress’. The substance of that progress was concrete, unpainted concrete and lots of it, rendering the town centre a light-grey colour in the sun and dark-grey in the rain, sleet and snow. An American style mall became the focal point of the town and ripped the heart out of it. Apart from its grotesque, functionalist design, the most obvious criticism, which still stands today, is that a shopping centre cannot function as the heart of the town, given that it closes at 5pm the town centre is dead thereafter. Culture gave way to commerce, which in turn was based on the whims of a few empowered and disenchanted individuals.

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The swinging sixties: when you look at this image you can’t help but relive those psychedelic grooves can you? The street you see (Williamson St.) no longer exists and in the name of progress, the building to the right was ripped down and rebuilt to look the same some years later. This is why so many leave small towns in England, they have nothing to offer except urban misery.

ARNDALE SHOPPING CENTRE BEDFORDSHIRE LUTON

The 70’s revealed in what is the most graphic, disturbing image ever to be posted on a chess website.  Luton Arndale centre: a timeless void you must never gaze into.

The Price of Art in Luton

On the bridge approaching the railway,

the man was begging.

I said draw me a dog

and I’ll give you a quid.

So I gave him some paper

and he did.

And I said, there you go, mate,

you can make money out of art!

Will you sign it?

As I handed him the one pound thirty-odd

I had in my pocket,

he informed me that the signed ones were a fiver.

John Hegley (Luton poet and comedian)

A music video by The Doves, which illustrates the effects of the drab and dreary nature of urban life in 70’s Britain can be found below. After being brutalized by a bland supermarket, a gentleman breaks down mentally and abandons all around him. In his need to escape he undertakes a journey full of functionalist architecture, panic, exotica and psychedelia. All that aside its a very catchy tune.

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The Bedfordshire League was where I began playing competitive chess, my first rated game being February 11th 1988 whilst in my last year at school. For those who don’t know, Bedfordshire is the smallest of the home counties in south-east England; it is mostly flat farmland with a few main roads connecting its villages and towns. Conversely, our chess league was also small, rarely going beyond two divisions but bolstered in strength by the addition of Milton Keynes/Open University, Northampton and briefly Rushden, all of whom sought a stronger league to play in than their own. Their addition added greater rivalry within the league without causing any real harm, helping the county teams achieve unprecedented levels of success during the 90’s.

League chess in Beds was always an evening affair, with games starting around 7.30-8pm. Journeys for away games offered short drives, often with little of interest to see and an uninspiring venue at the end. Some clubs were notoriously difficult to find enabling them to pick up points by default occasionally; Cranfield, for example, could only be accessed by narrow country lanes with few signposts, finding it in the dark was very tough indeed; Milton Keynes won the league many times, not because they had the strongest team, but because navigating your way through that city is actually much tougher than chess itself, meaning that most visiting players were usually both late and mentally exhausted upon arrival.

Bedfordshire had a small but strong league, and in many respects, it was no different to many others around the country. I played in nine consecutive seasons, and what little incident there was, is well remembered to this day. I thought I would reflect upon some fonder memories and the distinct lack of impact they had.

Sheepdog mauls chess computer

In late November 89 on a dark and rainy day, I drove with playing partner Damon D’ Cruz to March, Norfolk, in search of a Novag chess computer which he wanted to purchase. Not long after, the expensive machine became an object of affection for the family sheepdog Sam, who mauled it one evening. The pieces had all been heavily chewed, some beyond recognition. It was funny to see a chewed chess set with teeth marks and chunks taken out of them. It was as if they had suffered defeat even before the game had begun. The ill-fated machine was then ‘borrowed’ but never returned by another club member some years later.

Rogue milk bottle angers A-Team players

A milk bottle escaped from a bag of shopping in the Luton A-team captain’s car once and, unbeknownst to him (Damon D’ Cruz), hid itself under the driver’s seat. Some weeks later a stench arose. In a match to Milton Keynes, team members (especially Andy Perkins) complained incessantly and asked for windows to be left open. It was finally discovered after the smell became unbearable.

3 Player gets beaten up in the snow

Ah, the legacy of the seventies, you can’t knock it. We had a player at our club, I won’t say his name because that’s not fair, we’ll use his initials MD instead. I liked him even though many did not. Whilst playing for Vauxhall, when Luton was ‘able to operate its own league’, he brought his electric guitar to the chess club to play some heavy metal one winter evening. Unfortunately this didn’t go down too well and a fight soon broke out featuring Dave Considine. My friend Michael Joseph informs me that it carried on out into the snow. MD slipped and got punched in the jaw, after some rolling around they both returned to play some chess, without an encore!

4 Scotsman chases football hooligans down the road!

Jim Jeffries, a Scotsman who used to play at Luton Chess Club when it was based in Bury Park near the football ground, was a no nonsense player. According to Nick McBride on one occasion some football supporters saw chess being played in the club whilst walking to the ground to watch a match, and banged on the windows with some amusement. Jim got out of his seat, ran out the club and chased them down the road!

Suicidal newbie almost causes punch up at AGM 

There was a player who joined the Open University named Gerrard Ashby. He was rated around 200 and a thoroughly unpleasant man. The league AGM was usually held at our club, which was where the then president Ken Liddle played. Ashby came along once and called the president a wanker during the AGM. Ken quickly stood up and asked him to step outside. The offer was declined but it set the tone for the meeting which was full of arguments. I only saw Mr.Ashby once after that, he was sporting a horrendous black eye for yet more foul language. Not long after that he killed himself.

6 Engine blows up after stunning county victory

Bedfordshire first made a name for itself nationally when the second team beat Warwickshire in the Minor Counties Final at Aston University in July 91. I was sub that day and didn’t play, as we strengthened the team with a host of 180s. The journey back was memorable for all the wrong reasons. I traveled up in Olly’s light blue Skoda, back in the day when Skoda’s were cheap and nasty. After the match, we had real difficulty getting out of the car park and then got completely lost in Birmingham. Once on the motorway things went more smoothly until the engine blew up and filled the car with black smoke. The windows were quickly opened as we rolled to stop on the junction just before Milton Keynes. No real damage done except to the engine, which had a big hole in it. We were picked up by the side of the motorway and taken home by the driver’s father.

7 Open-top bus blasts out music during play

Towards the end of the season 93-94 we played Norfolk in the King Edward VIII hall, Newmarket. It was a sunny afternoon and all the venue windows were open where we played, overlooking the main road on the first floor.  Well into our match with Norfolk a carnival suddenly rolled into town. An open-topped bus stopped outside the hall, giving a live radio dj a direct view of our match, which he began reporting on the radio with great amusement. A brass band then began playing, accompanied by a group of female dancers, also looking into our venue with amusement as the window frames vibrated from the deafening base. This went on for far too long, causing many of the older players to get out of their chair and walk off into the tea room in disgust.

8 Raj loses in four moves!

One of the Luton players once started drinking cans of Guinness on the way to a match. He wasn’t bad, about 160, but lost in four moves due to drunkenness at the board. If memory serves me correctly he left a bishop en prise and resigned.

9 Offensive t-shirt results in life-time ban

A totally ridiculous incident occurred one summer afternoon in Luton when a new member got himself banned for life over his T-shirt. The manager of the social club we played in objected to the message on the back of the shirt, which was obscene. It was suggested, politely, that he should turn the shirt inside out, as it was a family club and would cause offence. Some people, however, are incapable of accepting criticism. Rather than do as asked, a crazy half hour arose with the new member repeatedly storming in and out of the building, asking why it was a problem and confronting club officials. At one point he stormed up to the club president looking like he was about to hit him and called him a c**t, resulting in a ban from the social club for life. Fortunately, he had arrived early and most members did not witness the incident. The person in question was aptly named Steven King. I will never forget him for the aforementioned incident and the fact that all his post-game analysis involved the word hassle, ‘He was hassling my rook, so I hassled his king’, and so on…he was about as bad as it got over the board.

10 Player thrown through windscreen during chess club car crash

I’ve talked about it before and I didn’t witness it. It happened in the 80s. Ivan Mitchell’s name for the victim was piss-head Pat, a man I did meet a few times, and whom the author can confirm, lived up to his name. Once, after leaving the chess club, the taxi he took crashed, throwing him through the windscreen into a bush. Pat had no recollection of the event, it was the police who informed him the next day. It sounds apocryphal but was confirmed by several other members.

11 Game lost due to call of nature

One of our more recent players (again he shall remain unnamed) had the ability to cause mild controversy every time he came to the club. He is, unfortunately, one of those people who can’t control themselves and speaks too loudly all the time. Much of what he says confuses those who know him, let alone visiting team members. I always remember him repeatedly asking average club players if they could show him how to beat Karpov!! One evening during a blitz tournament he lost a game (not too uncommon) and tried to stop the clock because he needed to go to the toilet. He then tried to cancel the game because he was unable to concentrate due to the call of nature. He was deadly serious about it. An hour must have passed before we heard the end of it. The following week, he was still unable to stop talking about it. When his opponent from the previous week turned up, he demanded justice: a best of three, which then went to a best of five, and then a best of seven. Sadly he wouldn’t listen to the advice of others, that trying to win on time in blitz by playing entirely random moves isn’t an effective strategy.

12 Loudmouth American gets thrashed by junior

There is an American military base in Bedfordshire. Once in a while we would get personnel from it coming to the club. One evening an over-sized soldier came with a smart case containing numerous neatly packed sets and clocks. He talked a great game and initially refused point blank to play our best junior, who would indicate to us just how good he was. I remember watching events unfold with interest. Within the hour the American packed up all his equipment and promptly left. He lost 6 games in quick succession and never returned. Typical yank, I thought.

13 Dubious tea urn causes speedy exit from makeshift cafe during county match

In truth this happened a number of times as county matches tend to seek the same venue. When Bedfordshire first started using the Turner Hall in Newmarket, it had a tea urn that had a problem with its thermostat and teetered on the edge of explosion at times. And what in chess could be worse than traveling across flat countryside, playing out a dull draw in quiet country town, wandering off for a quick cuppa in the endgame, being badly scalded by an exploding tea urn, and then unable to secure the draw! Nothing right? The one occasion I remember this happening was during a casual chat amongst team members, suddenly interrupted by a violent rattling of the tea urn with boiling water spilling over the top, custard creams were laid aside in favour of a hasty exit.

14 Drunken playing session and heavy cigars lead to urinating up walls and puke going everywhere

Another late night session, this time in the Summer of 93 took place at my friends detached house on the town’s most expensive road, involving Ivan Mitchell. Much alcohol was consumed and a box of heavy cigars came out. At the end of the evening, a drunk Ivan decided not to water the flowers but to water the walls twice, finishing the evening off by puking everywhere in the host’s car whilst being driven home. Nice!

15 Relative newcomers encounter air bombs 

Once in November 92, several matches were being held at Luton chess club, one of which involved Milton Keynes C team. From memory, Milton Keynes had many new players in their team that season. The week before I had agreed with the team captain to let air bombs off in the car park close to the playing hall to see if I could unsettle the opposition, as he knew I had a love of fireworks and had previously suggested it for a laugh. This then happened and a number of heads went up and started looking around to see what was going on a friend told me. During a quick couple of pints in the bar afterwards, no one mentioned the air bombs before setting off in the dark. Alas, a couple of loud bangs weren’t enough to unsettle our opponents, making it the only occasion where such measures were employed.

16 Embarrassing incident over the board

There was a gentleman who played for Leighton Buzzard whose name I forget, he was always rated around 150 (1900) in strength, in his late 50’s, grey-haired, always wore a suit and was very polite, I believe he mentioned once that he worked in the city. The first time I played him was in the very early nineties when Leighton Buzzard had those hideous boards with yellow and black squares, and pieces that were slightly too large to fit on them, and as if that wasn’t bad enough, we had to play in some school on the other side of town, or Linslade as its also known. I’ll never forget the incident during the early middle-game where my impeccably mannered opponent accidentally belched and farted simultaneously with such force that everyone in the room must have heard it. He was quite embarrassed and sincerely apologetic even though, out of courtesy, no one acknowledged what happened….I found it funny.

17 Stand off between karate club and chess club emerges over doors not being closed properly

This happened in 85/86, so I didn’t witness it but was told about it several times. The first venue I played in was a horrible church hall which we shared with a karate club, and had to cross through their hall to get to our equipment. I noticed that there were still signs on all the doors asking you to close them some two years on. Sometimes there were even instructions how to do this. The reason being that many doors slammed loudly and upset the more sensitive karate club members. Once, during a league match, a member from the karate club entered our room, slammed the door as loudly as he could three times and shouted ‘THERE, SEE HOW YOU LIKE IT’. Unsurprisingly, no one got out of their seat and confronted him.

18 From Gambit Publication gets author’s head smashed open

On March 6th 1993. I got a lift into London to buy a book on the From Gambit in Foyle’s. Unfortunately I hadn’t slept much the night before, and whilst ascending an escalator, stretched my back over the rail out of tiredness. I didn’t see the metal and glass display cabinet further up, wrecking it beyond repair with my head by accident. There was quite a lot of blood, out of disorientation and fatigue I then left the book behind on the tube.

19 Acts of violence deny school champion a regular playing partner

I cannot write about my experience of chess at school without mentioning my old friend Jalil who provided stern opposition, enabling me to gain valuable practice as I began playing for my home town. I befriended him instantly when he joined our school as he spoke no English, and when he saw me go up on stage to collect my trophies for winning the school championship and league, he wanted to play at every opportunity. Fortunately we had both been kicked out of almost every class in school already, thus had plenty of opportunity. Sadly, Jalil got himself expelled. He came from a family of martial artists and was a black belt in Karate at 15, he was also very hot tempered. A series of events occurred which finally gained him expulsion. First, he threw a typewriter at another pupil’s head, then in English (we called this class Cards, as everyone played blackjack at the back of class instead of study) the day after Luton won the league cup, a riot occurred in our class, during which he ripped the legs off a table and started whacking another boy round the back and the head with them, then finally he got expelled for beating the games teacher up. Some years later I met up with Jalil again, and true to form we played some chess (this time in his Kebab shop). I was already a county player by then, and he was a 2nd dan in a number of martial arts. He wasn’t a bad chess player and helped me use my time in school more effectively.

20 Under real pressure, the author performed at his very best.

I am not and never will be a great chess player due to a distinct lack of talent, and an inability to retain concentration sufficiently. However, this doesn’t mean that there are moments of which I am not proud. When I assumed the role of B Team Captain, my first task was to stave off relegation. It came down to the last game of the season, at home to Leighton Buzzard B, and more importantly my game. Though my opponent was some 200 FIDE points above me, I was so fired up that he was blown out of the water within 25 moves. I kept my team up, something I remained very proud of for a long time. Whilst playing for our A-team a few years later, I also saved it from relegation by winning the final game of the season’s final match, against Bedford A. It’s true that beating someone with a FIDE rating of around 2000 is nothing exceptional but it was the manner in which it occurred. I played with immense passion.

21 County player takes corners faster than Mansell!

It’s MD again, this time with myself in the back of a car that is running late for a county match against Norfolk, held in the equidistant Newmarket. Mr. Mirza, our driver, decided that we wouldn’t be late and started driving like Mansell, we swerved through some bends on the outskirts of the town so fast that we crossed into an oncoming lane and could have caused a serious accident. MD, who had suffered a nervous breakdown in his youth was a fragile character. He became panicked by the excessive speed, and held onto a handgrip tightly. I remember this because I had to inure hours of monotone analysis, suddenly cut short after he was thrown across the backseat whilst entering a sharp dipping bend, prompting a nervy fixation of the road ahead. It was one of those rare occasions where apparent danger came as a godsend.

22 Player pranked by late night playing session

Poor old Roman, sadly no longer with us. I will be forever indebted to his kindness when, as a junior, he showed me how to play the c3 Sicilian. So it is with a little sadness that I remember a late night session between him, my friend Damon and myself in late 89. He went to bed just before midnight but we kept playing until beyond 4 am. It was a slow Sunday morning in late Autumn, Roman awoke at 8am, and being a guest he could have taken offence at having to wait until 4pm before my friend and I finally awoke and went downstairs. Being a gentleman however, he did not and was even able to greet us with a smile.

23 Crafty pensioner retracts move during game.

In the Summer of 93 I was playing in our club quickplay championship and got up to go to the bar. Looking at my position from afar, I saw my opponent play his move. Upon a second glance some minutes later I also saw him retract the move and play something else. I didn’t mind at all because I was clearly ahead and he was one of the weaker club players. I went on to win and said nothing about it. If anything, I found it quite amusing.

24 Super GM downs one of Bedfordshire’s finest.

IM Andy Ledger. I first saw him in action at the Hitchin Open in 89, where he came up against a certain Michael Adams. Andy was way ahead in material, a knight if memory serves me correctly but was under pressure both on the board and on the clock. I remember how it had welled up in his face, knowing that with calm play he would surely beat GM Adams. Sadly for us, a clever tactic ending in a back rank mate put paid to Andy’s efforts.

25 Duff joke fails to amuse team members.

In late September 89, a friendly match between Luton and Hitchin was arranged. Most A-team members went in the same car, finding the venue with ease. Upon entering, Mr D’Cruz mentioned that he could no longer wear one of his T-shirts as it had turned pink courtesy of being washed with an unknown red garment. I quipped that he should wash it with something white in order to restore its colour, which er, didn’t go down so well.

26 Atonal renditions of arcane Nirvana tracks irritates opponent during blitz game. 

Like just about everyone else on the planet, I fell in love with Nirvana when they made it into the big time. Many of Bleach’s later tracks became nice little numbers to sing and hum along to during blitz. Upon reproducing the line ‘Don’t have nothing for you’ in the track Sifting, my polite opponent promptly retorted with annoyance that he didn’t want anything thanks, perhaps referring to the position rather than the track… it made me chuckle anyway.

27 Nutter causes incident in library

There was a nutter in town for a few years who was a bit of a chess fan I believe. He was of African appearance, wore dark glasses and was walked around town in a step-by-step manner, like a slow motion military march or something. He was once spotted trying to rub the top of his head on a leaf of a tree, with a bishop placed horizontally between his nose and mouth. On another occasion I saw him with a bishop inside his mouth, the base protruding outwards. He entered the library in the town center once, spent about two minutes walking up the stairs and then stood directly behind someone reading a book. When the reader turned round to see what was going on, our local nutter kicked him in the shin hard, though not too hard. Given that he wore dark glasses and was twice the size of the man he kicked, this was obviously very intimidating, and I don’t believe I have ever seen someone’s face go red so fast. Nothing happened for a few seconds, the nutter just stood there without moving before continuing to walk around the library in his own distinctive way. The assaulted, now looking very confused, made a hasty exit.

28 Author becomes saddened after learning that a playing partner is to move to Wales.

My first two playing partners when I joined Luton were Peter Whone, and his friend Richard. It took me 6 weeks to beat Peter. Even though it happened 27 years ago, I still remember the game. A few months after that, his friend Richard, who I had also managed to beat by then, mentioned that he was moving to Wales, and said he had only come to say goodbye. I was not yet 16 and felt a raw sadness from his farewell. I cannot be sure that I managed to stop myself from crying though I think that’s how it went. In the early nineties, Richard returned to pay us a visit, it was lovely to see him again. I spotted him the second he came through the door.

29 Changes in league structures causes objections by Bedford players

Chess had a bit of a boom after the Short-Kasparov match in 1993. Our club suddenly had 62 members, and other clubs had swelled in size. The league went to 4 divisions and Luton had 9 teams, the last being Luton I. This caused an imbalance in division 4 which consisted of nothing but teams from Luton and one team from Bedford. At the end of the season an objection was raised by Bedford that they spent half the season playing in Luton. Not everyone saw this as an objection.

30 The author is nearly knocked off his bicycle en route to the chess club and killed!

When I was 17 I couldn’t stop listening to thrash metal. Even when I cycled, I had it on the walkman and often warmed up for a chess match by listening to it. This had disastrous consequences once as I was cycling en route to my chess club and didn’t hear a car behind me. It hit me quite hard and knocked me off my bike. I managed to wheel it the rest of the way there and explained what had happened. This was a critical mistake as many members were too absorbed in their games to listen.

31 Unpopular player throws birthday party…it goes as expected

Bob Harnett was an odd fellow. A deeply unhappy soul who on his day could and did beat the odd GM here and there. He once had a birthday party and invited a number of players from the various chess clubs he played at. He could have held it in a telephone box as only 4 people turned up, and two of those only went out of sympathy. I think a few cheap cans of lager were drunk whilst the tv was on and there were a few blitz games, that was about it.

32 Late night blitz with adult entertainment thrown in! 

I shan’t be pointing the finger here or naming names but if you know which club I played for you can probably take a guess, especially if you look at the point placed directly above this. Anyway in 1991, after the chess club evening had ended, a few of us who hung out carried on affairs into the wee hours at the home of whoever was most accomodating that evening. Usually this involved blitz as part of some ad hoc tournament, accompanied by blue movies put on the big screen behind the games in progress. I was still a teenager back then and hadn’t even had my first girlfriend, and so only took amusement in it more than anything else. Even with the sound up just enough to hear, I seem to recall enjoying reading the subtitles more than watching them. I also recall, him mentioned directly above once saying ‘Oh look, she’s trying to act!’ once. In defence of my former playing partners, and myself, I never quite got it. No one seemed that interested and made little or no effort to watch them -it was just a bit of background entertainment or something. Still in my teens, I was too young for such stuff and rarely if ever paid attention -it seemed like a distraction I once thought. However, I should point out I cannot recall the amount of times this happened…dozens at least I’d say.

33 Coffee requires diplomacy

In the early 00’s a visit to the Luton Chess Club was followed by a drive into the town centre by a few and some late night food. We went into a kebab style place on Chapel Street and had food & drinks and some late night chit-chat. I don’t quite know why but I ordered an Irish Coffee and barely touched it. Damon D’ Cruz was unaware of this, and after finishing his food asked if he could finish my coffee, seeing I was not drinking it. ‘Of course’ I said, but kept shtum over what kind of coffee it was. The look on his face was priceless. The gulp he took knocked him back, he then returned the cup to the table posthaste. Instead of firing expletives at me, he said unimpressed, ‘I think someone’s put something in that’. It was hard not to laugh at him caught off guard like that. No harm done though.

34. Paganism appears

Shoud you wish to trawl through the S.C.C.U Bulletins throughout the 70s and 80s, you will find a certain J. Killminster playing for Bedfordshire, many, many times. He also played for my home town Luton, so I have been informed. Members who played alongside him, and me for that matter, namely Damon D’ Cruz and Peter Montgomery, both confirmed independently of each other that John, used to go dancing naked in the woods in Clophill. Of course I had to ask what that was all about and asked Damon whether that pertained to paganism or something. He said yes, in fact it was a group thing, there were often women and alcohol involved! ‘Each to his own’ Damon then said. How does this function as a fond memory? Because I was first told about it during friendlies at Kents Athletic Club before we were turfed out of it…‘Each to their own’.

That is about eventful is it got. Chess is generally a serene affair with little of note, there is nothing else I can think of that is noteworthy. In future blogs I will attempt to write about the mundane, which believe it or not, is usually of greater interest. Until then… . 

M  M

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