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Leicester Charles Street Drive in in 1959 (above) and as
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Drive on through… Things
are not always as they seem. For the opening of the first Drive-In Bank at
Leicester, and to the dismay and amazement of the staff of the branch, two
girls are brought down from Liverpool, given expensive makeovers and placed
behind the drive-in counter to add “glamour” to the many publicity shots that
will be taken on opening day! Once
drive-in banking becomes less an experiment and more a way of life, Martins
Bank Magazine asks Sylvia and Maureen, the drive-in girls at Charles Street
Leicester to tell readers in their own words about: |
Summer 1965: Sylvia Butterworth and Maureen Lovett are the motorist’s friends at the Leicester drive-in… |
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Life at the Drive-In |
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The impressive exterior of Charles Street Leicester Branch, which houses the drive-in bank. |
our drive-in branch attracted
considerable publicity when it opened in 1959 and was certainly a most
forward-looking development. Those who designed and built it overlooked nothing and after six
years it does exactly what it was intended to do. We have, however, observed what many people before us have
discovered—that no inanimate
object has yet been invented which can cope with the unusual |
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A drive-in bank is, in principle, the simplest way for a driver
to pay in or draw out without leaving his vehicle. At our branch, vehicles
drive into a one-way covered passage at the side of the branch. In this passage is the
cashier's window which has a two-way microphone and beneath it is a
retractable drawer on which is a bar, 'Teller Call'. Pressure on this brings
the cashier to the window but, in addition, a photo-electric ray sounds a
buzzer in the office when a car approaches the window. When the transaction
is completed the car moves away, turns right along the back of the branch and
out into a side street. In the course of a day we see many cars of all sizes, shapes and
ages but we lose sight of them once they leave the window. Round the back
they could be up to anything and, the parking problem being what it is in any
city, not surprisingly cars sometimes do just what they shouldn't do despite
the imploring 'NO PARKING' notices. It is only for a few minutes of course,
about ten usually, just while somebody nips across to somewhere. It's not really parking is it? Except to the
next car which wants to get out, and the ones behind that. |
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Above and right: Vehicles drive the length of the building to
reach the cashier’s window. This allows
for orderly queueing to take place, and provides the best shelter for the
motorist from adverse weather conditions. When the transactions are complete
the motorist can exit straight back onto the road. |
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Cars can be temperamental and involve their drivers in
embarrassing situations as on the day when, through the window, we saw a lady
and gentleman exchanging names and addresses, presumably of insurance
companies for both cars were slightly scratched, while a third car waited
patiently to use the banking facility just out of its driver's reach. The cashier can extend or retract the drawer at will but if the
drawer is left out for more than a few moments it very wisely retracts
automatically. Despite encouragement by word and printed leaflet to prepare
cheques and paying-in slips before arrival,
this may not always be possible. One cannot do these things while halted at
traffic lights, for example, and thus the customer, hastily completing his
signature, may notice the drawer receding and decide on a last minute effort
to catch the post. So far we have, by careful manipulation, avoided the additional
presentation of a glove which from a cashiering viewpoint would not be
strictly negotiable. |
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The Early Days |
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Minister of Transport Opens the Drive-In |
Punch Magazine sees the lighter side of the idea |
Banking by scooter quickly catches on at the Drive-in |
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Business is brisk on opening day |
Two cashiers for the price of one |
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Weather plays a considerable part in the operation of the
drive-in bank. Any covered passage-way will act as a wind tunnel and a
gusting Force 8 can, by a peculiar shift of power and direction, create
sufficient over-draught to absorb the biggest cheque. This happened once when
the drawer was retracting, the cheque being whisked into the main street. For
one horrible moment customer and cashier stared at each other in
consternation, then the cashier acted. Another member of the staff set off in
pursuit of the cheque while the cashier allayed the worst fears of the customer.
Between gusts the cheque was retrieved and re-presented. Rain often presents a problem as people naturally wish to avoid
getting wet. Our drive-in—and probably our drive-out as well, though we
cannot see it —becomes a public shelter for pedestrians, mothers with
perambulators, and watchful policemen with deceptively docile dogs. All of
them indulge in a restless variation of 'family coach' on the arrival of each
car. Humans are not alone in seeking sanctuary with us. For more than
a week a cat became lodged in the roof of the drive-in, refusing to be
enticed from its new-found home by the persuasiveness of an R.S.P.C.A.
inspector, or by a tin of sardines generously provided by a member of the
staff. Eventually, at dead of night, it responded to the combined charms of
the Manager, the Messenger and its owner. |
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A number of publicity shots were taken on the opening day |
So perhaps the Minister of Transport had an incredible feeling of déjà vu? |
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But cars provide our greatest interest, particularly the rare
ones which speed in from the exit in playful defiance of all the signs.
Others for some unfathomable reason find it possible to transfer or assign
their effect on our photo-electric beam, so that they arrive at our window
unheralded but cause an unsuspecting passer-by to produce an excruciating
noise on our buzzer. And, of course, there are the cars which, when switched
off while the customer transacts his business, later refuse to start. Through the cashier's window one can only smile encouragingly or
register sympathy. Anything one might say in such circumstances would be
wrong— things like 'Have you switched on ?' To the increasingly harassed
customer the smile must seem more like a leer, and the look of sympathy one
of disdain, but at the drive-in bank one quickly learns to be tactful. And so
far the point has never been reached where we had to go out and push or
telephone a garage for a tow. Taken all round our drive-in bank runs very
smoothly both for our customers, who like it, and for us, who find it so
interesting. |
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Ultra-cool: Banking by Zephyr at the Epsom drive-in. Long before the days of “would you
like fries with that?” and the well meaning but mis-guided: “I’m sorry about
your weight (wait) sir/madam”, Mr K P Marsh shows them how it’s done… |
There are the Downs, the
Racecourse and sufficient green belt to have kept the area mercifully insulated
from becoming a suburb, and the number of estate agents' offices in this
small township are an indication of the demand—and
the price—for residential property. The shopkeepers are courteous, the train
services to London frequent, and Epsom is altogether a good place to live in
if one has-the means.
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branch interior is spacious, with a rosewood counter fronted by white marble
brickettes and dark glazed screens behind the counter space. Blue-green vinyl
fabric covers two walls and, if the overall effect is somewhat clinical, the
materials and finish throughout are worthy of what may justifiably be termed
a prestige branch. Here the selection of the staff has been as imaginatively
and successfully handled by London District as the Midland District handled
the staffing of Peterborough branch which opened on the same day. Mr
Brian du Feu, will soon have completed his third house move in four years—an
indication of what progress in banking can sometimes involve. He was in the
photographic business before joining the Bank and was for some years
secretary of the Jersey Camera Club: his interests include hockey, tennis,
badminton, surfing and skin-diving. |
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Mr Marsh Looks after another customer who is keen to see what
drive-in banking at Epsom has to offer… (K. P. Marsh with Miss G. C.
Leggett in the role of customer) |
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Mr Ian Fletcher joined the staff
after six years at Chislehurst and Mr Kenneth Marsh, who has appeared
frequently in magazine photographs of cricket, hockey or rugby teams, lives
conveniently in Epsom as if by arrangement. Mr C. J. Butcher commutes
cheerfully each day to Oxted with the help of his Renault-Banger and Miss G.
C. Leggett, who joined the branch shortly before it opened, will tell any
girl with ideas about the glamour of working in the Big City that a
secretary's job in a London fashion house with travel costs of £2 a week for
two years is a poor
substitute for working at Epsom branch and living at home on Epsom Downs. |
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Quite
naturally she wanted to try the London job and quite sensibly she packed it
in: quite understandably Mr du Feu and his staff are very glad that she did. Epsom
branch is off to a good start, and the business is likely to continue
expansion on private and commercial lines. Our only regret about going there
is that we cannot state how many accounts they have opened already, because
one never knows who might read these words. But we now have a lot more
sympathy for the sad-faced, milling crowds we passed on Hungerford Bridge and
in Waterloo station on our way out that morning. They looked as if they had
seen Epsom branch and were sorry they couldn't work there. |
Above: B. R. du Feu (Manager), I.
Fletcher and C. J. Butcher |
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As drive-in banks don’t seem to be
have been around for the last few decades, we wondered about the fate of
Martins’ pioneering efforts at Leicester and Epsom. We asked our friends at Barclays Group
Archive what happened to these branches following the merger with Barclays…
This means that Drive-in Banking
at Leicester ran for 29 years, 1959-1988, and at Epsom for 13 years –
1966-1979. A combined total of 42
years – not bad for an
experiment! In 1993, when the Barclays
signs were taken down in Leicester, Martins’ own signage was revealed intact
and certainly not looking out of place.
Our friend Rob Hancock, a former Barclays Operations Manager, took
this picture:
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Image
© Rob Hancock 1993 to date |
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For further examples of Martins Branches “now and then”,
why not visit our pages for SHEFFIELD MOOR and LONGTON. Nowadays we are only too happy to
“drive-in” to burger pizza and chicken joints, even cinemas, so why not a
bank? Perhaps someone will resurrect
the idea sometime soon… |
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Thank
you, please call again… |
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© gut informiert 2007 to date |
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