It’s 100 years since the
great typewriter explosion cleared almost everybody out of Everybody’s Theatre on
Cathedral Square in Christchurch, New Zealand.
Everybody’s
Theatre was screening Everywoman at
the time, and every woman, man and child in the audience headed for the front exit.
The rear exit was on fire, all the windows were shattered and the back wall
dividing the theatre from a typewriter workshop at the adjoining 5 Chancery Lane
had bulged out to the point of collapse.
Quite
apart from smoke and burning debris, there was still a smell of Chloro-Menthene
in the theatre air, sprayed as a precaution against the Spanish influenza
epidemic.
Only
the orchestra stayed in their seats, continuing to provide musical accompaniment
as the silent allegorical film rolled on. The musicians were just a few yards
from where the explosion had occurred.
The
typewriter workshop, which was operated by a man called W.J. Bull, was in
ruins, with walls blown out and the ceiling falling in.
What
had caused the massive explosion was 17-year-old Charles Edward McGlashan
cleaning a Rex typewriter with benzine. At 2.45 on the afternoon of August 23,
1919, the volatile, highly flammable petroleum distillate Charlie was using as
a solvent ignited.
Poor
Charlie was thrown backwards, cut to shreds and badly burnt about the face. He
was quickly carted off to hospital.
Charlie
McGlashan, born in Dunedin on Christmas Day in 1901, gave up typewriter work, moved to Kaikoura and became
a motor mechanic. He lived to an old age and died in 1975. It probably became
more difficult for him to explain the “Doris” tattooed in a heart on his left
forearm to his wife Caroline than the scalded typewriter scars on his face.
2 comments:
There must have been a supply of benzine under or on the workbench where Charles was working to blow up the shop.
I very much enjoyed reading this.
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