Rhumbelow Shellhole

present at the meeting were Kingston Russell, (Editor of the Natal Mercury), Evo, Bert Constable, Gardyne Greenberg, Dunning, Wight of the Tramways, the writer and others. We gave in our names and occupations and agreed to form Shellholes in our respective areas. I drew up a poster and pinned it up on the Old Tramway shelter at the tram terminus at Umbilo, and U may mention in passing that this poster was the cause of the only opposition to the movement I know of during all these years.
“The first letter of the word ‘Shellhole’ was pencilled out to read ‘hellhole’ possibly by some irate housewife who saw in these meetings an excuse for the old man to get out occasionally among his wartime pals. The poster called on all ex-Servicemen in the district to fall in at the terminus and, as far as I can say, it was about the middle of 1928. It mentioned Footsloggers, Poultice, Wallopers, Mudlarks, Contemptibles, and other regimental nicknames. We then marched onto the back veranda of Mr G Donald’s house that stood at the corner of Bartle Road and Drake Road. It was one of the old pioneer homes and had one of the few slate roofs at that time in Durban. One of the two brothers Keating, present on that occasion, was later made OC. The writer was for a long time Secretary or Scribe, as now known. We only had one meeting at Mr Donald’s house, because we were given permission by Mr Bevis Snr to use an old cowshed as our headquarters. It was about where some flats in Marigny Road now stand. We could make as much row as we liked there and did we, with Chinese bombs at 3 d each. I well remember the first night when Moth Warwick fell over some barbed wire in the dark, and said it really was like old times. He later took Holy Orders. The quarter bloke was the keeper of the local tearoom. I forgot the name but Jimmy Byrnes (who later died as a result of his Delville wounds) were hard workers in the cause of getting local members into line. It was Kimmy Byrnes who designed the first Shellhole banner – “Game to the end” with the East African Infantryman, as he said picking winners with an Army grey back. The motif was a play on a well-known cartoon of the time by a cartoonist on the staff of one of the Johannesburg papers who was with the “Creamy Ninth” in GEA. “The name of the Shellhole was a play on the words ‘Rum’ and ‘Umbilo’. After the cowshed period we took over, by permission of Phillip the builder, his old workshop in Prospect Road, which, prior to being a builders hop, was known as the Umbilo Town Hall. It was then that stalwarts like Allan, Bill Baillie, etc, made their weight felt by organising any sort of scheme that would get money into the kitty for a new hall of our own. We were indeed lucky when My Byrne Snr came to light with a donation of a hall site in Cunningham Road, and the Hall opened on September 1st 1929. The scrounging of the material for this hall was the result of army training in the gentle art of winning. Nearly everything we wanted for the hall was obtained this way. That fine sailor Willy Leuchars donated all the timber. Bill Baillie was OC construction and fatigue every Saturday afternoon and the co-operation by one of the happiest bunch of old sweats was something to be seen to be believed. Most dignified residents of Umbilo were seen digging, sawing, painting, etc, which even the best of wives could not get them to do in their homes. And on top of it all, we levied ourselves so much a month for the few costs there were. I was away in Zululand at the time, but I believe the Hall was opened by Col Molyneux and the Band of the Nazareth House Boys’ Home was present. (Coincidence - the pianos acquired recently for the Theatre are from Nazareth House, and the theatre made a donation to Nazareth House – Roland). The subsequent history of the hall and the Shellhole is a matter of records in minute books after this time. Some of the documents in my possession make interesting reading after all these years. There is the printed BOF (Baptism of Fire) for the admittance of a new recruit to a Shellhole. It lays down a most detailed procedure and was a great source of humour, especially the MH, TC and SM. Then there is the Moth Certificate of Attestation (mine is 192) and more fine clean humour. If contained the rules of the movement, and I consider a revival of this real humour by some of the Shellholes would be a good thing. We are likely to loose touch with the ideals of the original spirit of the movement. I have a letter from Mademoiselle of Armentieres, sent to me wishing the new Shellhole Good Luck. The younger members of the Shellhole might like to know that she was a very real little lady, and not quite like the person in song and quip. There is also a copy of the first set of rules drawn up about this time. When Colenso, Lyle, Allen, Joliffe, Geo Byrnes, Hines, Dear and or course ‘Chesty’ got going the Shellhole went ahead rapidly. I cannot remember them all but there were Coombes, Penny, Jelley, Squibs, Wratten, Teague, Taylor and others. The subsequent struggle to repay the members who made loans was finally carried out and we must not forget the Ladies who worked so hard in these, the early days of Rhumbelow Shellhole.