The History of the English Pell Mell Club: Chapter 3

The History of the English Pell Mell Club: Chapter 3

Chapter III: Wars, Interruptions, and Hannibal

The English Pell Mell Club, like so many venerable institutions, has always insisted that it exists above the fray of politics and war. Unfortunately, politics and war have never quite returned the courtesy. Over the past two centuries, the Club’s history has been punctuated by interruptions ranging from the inconvenient to the cataclysmic — though, remarkably, the game itself has proved as stubbornly indestructible as the Pimlico Wilde Cup.

The Napoleonic Afterglow

Although the official founding date of the Club post-dates the Napoleonic Wars, there remains a persistent legend that Pell Mell was played in secret during the Congress of Vienna. According to a particularly florid entry in the Club archives, Lord Basingthorpe, acting in some unspecified diplomatic capacity, organised “informal rounds” between rival statesmen as a means of brokering peace. The Russian delegation reportedly refused to play after Metternich accused their mallets of being “overbalanced,” while the Austrian team insisted on using a ball the size of a cannon shot.

No reliable evidence exists for these matches, but the tale remains popular, in part because it allows members to imagine Pell Mell as the quiet hand behind nineteenth-century European stability — a theory unsupported by historians but vigorously defended over brandy.

The Hannibal Theory Emerges

The First World War was the first genuine interruption to organised Pell Mell in London. With the Club’s ground requisitioned for military purposes (it was turned into a vehicle depot), and its members scattered to various services. It was during the war’s quieter moments that the so-called “Hannibal Theory” emerged.

In 1917, club historian Sir Peveril Grange published his now-infamous pamphlet, Elephants at the Hoop: A Carthaginian Precedent for Pell Mell. In it, Grange argued — with a confidence frankly untroubled by facts — that Hannibal’s generals played a form of Pell Mell during the Second Punic War, using elephant tusks as mallets and polished stones as balls. His central “evidence” was a fragmentary Roman mosaic showing three men with sticks in an oval enclosure, which every actual archaeologist agreed was probably a wrestling match.

The Hannibal Theory was swiftly debunked by the British Museum, which called it “a work of imaginative fiction with illustrations.” Nevertheless, it was embraced by the Club’s more romantic members and remains a cornerstone of official toasts, with visiting dignitaries often baffled by the cry of “To Hannibal!” before the first stroke of every match.

Pell Mell in the Colonies

The interwar years also saw the spread of Pell Mell to the far reaches of the Empire. British colonial officers, eager to display refinement, introduced the game to places as far-flung as Ceylon, the Gold Coast, and New South Wales. Reports survive of Pell Mell being played on palace lawns in Delhi, in front of bemused maharajas, and in the gardens of Singapore’s Raffles Hotel, where the heat forced matches to be played at dawn.

Not all adaptations were considered orthodox. In Nairobi, for instance, local conditions inspired a variant involving hollowed gourds as balls, producing a wildly unpredictable bounce; in the Caribbean, mallets were occasionally replaced by sugarcane stalks. The London Committee dutifully sent polite letters acknowledging these innovations while privately agreeing that “colonial rules” were not to be recognised at home.

The Second World War and “The Underground Years”

The outbreak of the Second World War once again put a halt to formal competition. This time, however, several members conspired to keep the game alive in unconventional settings. The most famous of these was the so-called “Underground League” — matches held in unused sections of the London Tube, lit by hurricane lamps and timed to avoid air raids. Balls, it turns out, roll unusually well on smooth concrete platforms, though the occasional passing rat proved a unique hazard.

After the Wars: Myth and Memory

By 1946, the Club’s court off Pall Mall was restored, and Pell Mell returned to its peacetime rhythms. The war years, however, had left their mark — and their myths. Stories of desert matches in North Africa (balls rolling endlessly down dunes), impromptu games aboard troopships (masts serving as hoops), and a supposed exhibition match in liberated Paris (with Charles de Gaulle himself taking a ceremonial first stroke) circulated freely.

Whether any of these events happened is ultimately irrelevant. In the world of the English Pell Mell Club, evidence has never been a prerequisite for tradition. And so, to this day, when the Pimlico Wilde Cup is held aloft, someone will inevitably mutter, “Hannibal would have approved.”

The History of the English Pell Mell Club: Chapter 2

The History of the English Pell Mell Club: Chapter 2

Chapter II

The Early Years and the Continental Influence

If Chapter I was the birth of the Club, Chapter II may be considered its adolescence — a period of enthusiasm, experimentation, and the occasional international incident. Having established a home just off Pall Mall, the founding members soon discovered a pressing need for variety. This was not because they had tired of playing against each other (though some had – Lord “Cheater” Harris was finding it harder and harder to get a game), but because London society of the 1820s was obsessed with the idea of foreign travel as a means of collecting both unusual hobbies, unusual souvenirs and unusual illnesses.

It was Lord Basingthorpe — never one to shy away from adventure or a suspiciously aromatic cheese — who proposed that the Club should “test our mettle upon the Continent.” The term “tour” was used, though in truth the first such expedition in 1827 consisted of three matches, one half-match (abandoned due to a dispute over the correct interpretation of “through the hoop”), and a great many hours spent in cafés explaining the game to bemused locals.

The French Encounter

The Club’s earliest foray into European soil was a much-romanticised engagement with the Société Parisienne de Mail, an organisation that, as it turned out, did not actually exist until a fortnight after the Englishmen arrived in Paris. Undeterred, the Club cobbled together a match against a team of aristocratic dilettantes, half of whom believed they were being taught cricket.

The French style was, even in this embryonic stage, distinctly flamboyant: strokes were delivered with theatrical pauses, shots were applauded whether successful or not, and there was an alarming tendency to break for oysters between hoops. The English won narrowly, though later analysis suggested that the French had been unclear on the scoring system and believed they were winning. Two duels were fought during the game; as no substitutes were allowed, the Rev Bill Charston was forced to play on despite having sustained a severe blunderbuss injury to the upper chestal region in the second duel. This did little for his ongoing health, in fact some medical men present suggested it may have been the cause of him collapsing and sadly dying on the pitch, for which England was docked two points. A plaque in his memory was mooted, but never got made.

The Italian Episode

From Paris, the Club proceeded to Florence, lured by reports of a game called pallamaglio played in the Boboli Gardens. This “match” was, in fact, more of an afternoon promenade during which the players stopped periodically to push a ball with a stick while discussing sculpture. Nevertheless, the Club returned with what it declared to be an “Italian variation” of the sport — involving lighter balls, narrower mallets, and the occasional requirement to play from atop a garden bench.

It was during this trip that the infamous “Bench Incident” occurred, in which Captain Smythe, attempting a daring elevated shot, lost his footing and landed in the lap of the Marchesa di Montelupo. Contemporary accounts differ on whether this was accidental; what is certain is that the Marchesa sent Smythe a mallet with a ribbon the following Christmas and three years later they were married.

The German Campaign

No account of the early years of the English Pell Mell Club would be complete without mention of Herr Doktor von Hammerstein, the first foreign member of the Club. A man of impeccable moustache and impenetrable accent, von Hammerstein insisted on wearing a ceremonial Pickelhaube during play. His 1832 invitation to bring the Club to Berlin was accepted with enthusiasm, only to result in a match against what turned out to be a Prussian Guards team, who had misunderstood the rules and were not only mounted on large steeds, but were using rifles for mallets. They were also using live ammunition which led to the first and only time the English Pell Mell team has ever retired from the field of play, although in retrospect it seems only sensible – 7/8s of the team had been injured or killed. The captain Sir Hercules Patt shot himself later that day, so ashamed was he of the retirement and an incident that happened later involving a hoop, a cavalry horse, and the German Minister for Culture.

Continental Legacy

From these scattered European encounters, the English Pell Mell Club absorbed a patchwork of foreign influences. The French contributed the notion that style could trump substance (a philosophy the Bond Street Raveners would later embrace with gusto). The Italians introduced the idea that play could be improved by the presence of fine art and light refreshments. The Germans, unintentionally, reinforced the value of a robust insurance policy.

Back in London, these lessons were distilled into the evolving rules of the game — now allowing for optional flourish, mandatory pauses for conversation, and the codified ban on mounted play, a regulation still read aloud at the start of every annual meeting in memory of Berlin 1832.

A Two-Century Chronicle of the English Pell Mell Club

A Two-Century Chronicle of the English Pell Mell Club

Readers, it is your lucky day. Next year a new Chronicle of the English Pell Mell Club will be published in a small limited edition. However you can read the chapters here as they appear.

Published by the Committee of the English Pell Mell Club

With the Gracious Patronage of Pimlico Wilde, Fine Art Dealers and Trophy Custodians

Foreword by the Current Club President

“When one joins the Pell Mell Club, one does not simply pick up a mallet. One assumes the weight of history, the burden of etiquette, and, occasionally, the Pimlico Wilde Cup — which is heavier than it looks, especially after a post-match port.”


CHAPTER ONE

The Founding of the English Pell Mell Club
(1825 – Or Thereabouts, Depending on Who You Believe)

To speak of the English Pell Mell Club’s founding is to enter a fog of polite contradiction, apocryphal diaries, and minutes written in handwriting so elaborate that even the National Archives have declined to decipher them. The official record, maintained by the current Committee with an admirable commitment to consistency and accuracy, states plainly that the Club was founded in 1825. However, a small but vocal faction of members argue for a much earlier origin — some citing 1799, others insisting it dates to the Restoration, and one particularly determined gentleman who maintains that a proto-form of Pell Mell was played by the Romans on a field somewhere in Kent, using the skulls of Picts.

What is beyond dispute is that by the early 1820s, London society had developed an appetite for structured leisure — pursuits that combined fresh air, physical exertion, and the ability to wear an expensive hat without risk of it being knocked askew. Cricket was too dusty, fencing too direct, and croquet (at that time) too unrefined and too French. The stage was set for the arrival, or perhaps the rediscovery, of Pell Mell.

The foundational meeting, according to the most widely accepted account, took place in the drawing room of the Duke of Witherstone’s townhouse in Mayfair. The Duke — a man of means and titles, with the best sideburns in London — had recently returned from the Continent with an armful of sketches depicting a curious lawn game played in the gardens of Firenze. He invited a handful of acquaintances to inspect these illustrations over a decanter or seven of port. The invitees included:

Lord Basingthorpe, the only man to have fought a duel over the proper way to serve syllabub, (apart from the fellow he killed)

Sir Jasper Bickerton, a naval officer with a limp, a monocle, and an ability to misremember his own war stories with increasing grandeur.

The Reverend Cyril Plumleigh, whose sermons were said by the Archbishop to be “longer than necessary, which is hard to correct.”

Captain Smythe (Ret.), whose past remained both mysterious and loudly discussed, and who was known to arrive at social functions via the upstairs window.

The evening reportedly began with polite conversation and ended with chairs pushed aside, candlesticks serving as makeshift mallets, and a priceless Sevres vase employed as an impromptu hoop. The game itself was, by most accounts, chaotic — at one point the Duke’s brother-in-law was struck on the shin and insisted on being carried from the room “as if mortally wounded.”

Nevertheless, something about the contest captured the collective imagination. Here was a sport that demanded accuracy but allowed for style, that rewarded cunning as much as athleticism, and — most crucially — could be played within sight of the refreshment table. By dawn, the gentlemen had declared themselves the founding members of a new institution: The English Pell Mell Club.

The first formal court was established on a parcel of ground just off what is now called Pall Mall, chosen for its proximity to both the gentlemen’s clubs of St James’s and the haberdasheries of Jermyn Street. This location, “historically perfect” as one member put it, allowed players to take the air without straying too far from civilisation.

The Club’s earliest rules were scrawled on a single sheet of paper now preserved in the archives. These initial regulations were notable for their brevity and eccentricity:

1. Gentlemen to bring their own mallets (and no mallet to be sharpened without prior warning).

2. No play to be undertaken during rain, snow, or the opening of Parliament.

3. Any dispute to be resolved by majority vote, or failing that, by a contest of hat-doffing grace.

From these beginnings, the Club began to take shape — a curious blend of sport, social ritual, and light absurdity, which has, remarkably, persisted for over two centuries.