This latest find from the newspaper archive summarises other stories from The Birmingham Daily Post about the notorious “Oldbury Smell” of Albright and Wilson, and also throws in some more that I was not aware of previously. There is a good deal of stuff to break down in this article and what we now know about the lies of Albright and Wilson and the political figures protecting their filthy polluting business.
The article appeared in the 4th September 1953 edition where it states that neighbouring then borough Smethwick was up in arms about the waft of cat piss drifting over their town and had started a petition.
We get admission from an unnamed tosser of the company that the smell might continue, and even brazenly states.
“We hope it will not occur frequently…….we know it is horrible”.
It references “new plant” that had been installed to allegedly stop it, which I looked at in this article.
We then enter the chronological timeline set out meticulously in the article.
Complaints were made in 1949, and I looked at the origins story HERE.
The slimy ass kissing scumbag, S. Melsom defended these polluting liars frequently, which I looked at HERE.
This was in contrast to medical experts like Dr Barrada, who stated that gases produced in the reaction were likely to have damaging effects on human health.
As the 1950’s dawned, the Trinity Street pussy pongers claimed that the smell was on the way out. Despite this lie, evidence reached the Post that it had travelled to Handsworth, and it obviously now “a Brum Ting”.
In 1950, Melsom again defended his paymasters by using bureaucracy as an excuse to do nothing.
Dr Barrada again spoke out in 1952, when it obvious that the smell and promises that it would be dealt with came to nothing. Clearly, the borough of Smethwick was starting to put pressure on the cocksuckers from Oldbury protecting their backyard filthy business.
Unfortunately, they would be sucked into the short-lived borough of Warley themselves, thus neutralising the outpouring of disgust at their neighbours’ failures.
The smell would of course persist and become enshrined in local folklore.