Parish of Dundry

The Philip Gallop Collection


The images in this collection are published in memory of Philip Gallop.



Early 20th Century

Early Engraving Carpenters Arms Colliters Farm Dundry Inn
Dundry Lane East Dundry Help Cottage Memorial
Pony & Trap School Children The Steps St Michael's Tower
Gallop Tea Garden Traction Engine The Vicarage Workmen

Mid 20th Century

Class Legion Opening Postman Old Village Hall
Maidenhead Arms 125th Anniversary    


The "Dundry Pioneer"

Dundry Pioneer Dundry Pioneer Dundry Pioneer Dundry Pioneer The Last Dundry Pioneer

In 1923 three brothers and their sister bought a 14-seater Ford bus. They started a service that was to become a legend ferrying passengers between Prince Street in Bristol and the village of Dundry on top of the hill overlooking south Bristol.

Thomas, Frank, Agnes and Stephen Ball operated that service for 27 years undercutting competition that came along and keeping to timetable so strictly that locals set their watches by the arrival of the bus. Working people in the Bedminster area caught the bus home for lunch and in its heyday it made 11 journeys a day into the city. Agnes, or Aggie as she was known, was conductress with Stephen or 'stivvie' often the driver. Neither war nor bad weather stopped the journeys.

Many different buses were used, painted in their familiar brown and cream livery, and it became an institution in the south of the city linking country folk to the bustling heart of Bristol. When buses were nationalised in 1950 the Dundry Pioneer was laid to rest and 1,000 passengers used the service on the last day.


From the Evening Post, April 1950

"A pioneer dies in the dusk of this April day, and might appropriately and ceremoniously be buried at Storm Point Bend with a coffin nail through the independent heart of it. For ghosts will walk! Storm Point Bend looks down from Dundry Hill upon a city which, through centuries of individualist enterprise, has fought its way to greatness. And the people of the little hill-top village of Dundry have themselves been as sturdily jealous and defiant as the city upon which they have for centuries looked down. But tonight, both city and village will lose a symbol of their freedom, a relic of the intangible quality of private endeavour, that has given initiative, progress and friendly sentiment to their corporate lives. The people will no doubt miss the service and friendly intimacy of a family concern, but their lives must toe the line of progress. The least we can say for the benefit of recorded history, is that whatever the future may hold, the Dundry Pioneer has fought a good fight."