SYDNEY’S FLYING PIEMAN

Sydney Town circa 1840

Sydney Town circa 1840

 

 

 

 

 

 

In the early days of the colony,  pies were  hawked around the streets of Sydney. They were  sold from portable charcoal braziers to the call of  ‘Hot pies!  Hot pies ….pork, beef, steak and kidney!’

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One of those early pie sellers has entered the realms of Australian folklore. He was William Francis King, born in London in March 1807. His father was paymaster at the Treasury in Whitehall and it was intended that William, his eldest son, should go into the church.  However, young William was a gifted runner; more interested in  athletics than theology. Like many young men judged to be failures by their families, he was packed off to New South Wales. He arrived in Sydney when he was 22. William became schoolmaster at Sutton Forest, a position arranged through a family friend, but was soon yearning for the city. Eventually he drifted back to town and was employed as a barman at the Hope & Anchor pub in Sussex Street. By 1842 he had left the hotel to become an itinerant pieman.

William came to public attention when undertook an epic journey on foot. During a period of prolonged wet weather he completed an incredible 1,634 mile walk in 39 days.

Contemporary images  show him dressed in a rather bizarre costume;  striped breeches, a long blue jacket and a top hat decorated with streamers. He began to combine athletic feats with pie selling, earning the nickname of The Flying Pieman. He  would sell his produce to passengers on the Parramatta ferry before it left the wharf in Sydney then walk to Parramatta, arriving in time to sell more pies as the passengers disembarked.

Ferries plying Parramatta River

Ferries plying Parramatta River

 

William in full stride!

William in full stride!

 

He once walked from the obelisk in Macquarie Place to Parramatta and back in six hours – a distance of thirty two miles. On another occasion he raced the coach from Windsor to Sydney, beating it by seven minutes.

 

The old Obelisk in Macquarie Square

The old Obelisk in Macquarie Place

Sometimes The Flying Pieman would increase the challenge of his epic walks by carrying a domestic animal on his shoulders. The burden of a full grown  goat did not prevent him walking one and a half miles in 12 minutes, but he did slightly over-reach himself with a 70lb dog. He claimed he could carry it from Campbelltown to Sydney, a distance of 33 miles, between the hours of midnight and 9.00am, failing by just 20 minutes. The only other chink in his armour was when he  complained of sore ankles after walking 60 miles in just over 12 hours – at the age of forty one.

The Flying Pieman earned extra money by placing wagers on his athletic ability, which by now included jumping and running. However, it was his pedestrian challenges that continued to capture the imagination of spectators. At the Fitzroy Hotel in West Maitland in October 1847 he wagered he could walk 1,000 quarter miles in 1,000 quarter hours. The distance was measured out, and at one end of the track King mounted a coffin on bricks to symbolize his ‘death or glory’ approach to the task. He ate as he walked, fortified by boiled eggs eaten from a tray suspended around his neck. Hot tea was provided by a man accompanying him with a teapot.

The Maitland Mercury reported; ‘At 157 miles (36 hours) he seemed to be stiff about the thighs but this was a reoccurrence an old malady; unconnected with the task in hand.‘ Needless to say, William won the bet. He completed the last section at a cracking eight miles an hour, forcing an admiring crowd and a celebratory brass band to break into a run to keep up. At the finish line the Mercury noted; ‘On first ceasing to walk quickly it was with some difficulty he balanced himself, but having had some tea and a wash, he gradually recovered a good deal. and at length was making speeches to the crowd assembled round the stand.’

Our hero  was willing to repeat the performance virtually straight away, but apparently no-one would take him on. At Dungog the following year he wagered he could complete 500 half miles in 500 half hours. By then he had grown rather fat (on a diet of pies, no doubt) but he still won. He then ventured north to Queensland, beating the mail coach from Brisbane to Ispwich  by an hour while carrying a 100 pound carriage pole as a handicap. Locals were delighted, as a piece published in the Courier Mail in September 1848 showed;

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There is a fine line between eccentricity and metal illness, which William may have crossed in October 1859, when published his own will. He left his estate to an imaginary wife,  albeit after the ‘dear treasure’ had  complied with his extraordinary list of legacies!

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Eleanora Ann Howell was young woman from Parramatta, who 51 year old William must have worshiped from afar. She  was 25 when the ‘will’ was published.  I wonder what she thought of it? Sadly, she died seven months later, which must have broken  his heart. To add to his woes, four days after her death he was charged with vagrancy, and spent time  in Darlinghurst gaol.

Writing about the Flying Pieman in 1952, the Sydney  bookseller  and publisher James Tyrrell noted; ‘…….today he could have raised the six-starred flag high and often at the Olympic Games.’

As he grew older William  became  too frail to complete his extraordinary walks. His his once flamboyant costume became increasingly shabby.   He was eventually  an object of  derision and pity, rather than  of admiration.

William King - The Flying Pieman

An aging William King.

On 12 August 1874 his life came to a  lonely end in the Liverpool asylum for elderly men.

Liverpool Asylum

Ironically for such a remarkable athlete, he died of paralysis. He was buried as a pauper in Liverpool’s Catholic cemetery (now Pioneer’s Park). His exploits as the Flying Pieman are virtually forgotten, but perhaps we have unconsciously kept his memory alive through the great Aussie tradition of enjoying meat pies at major sporting events.

 

An Aussie Tradition; football and pies!

An Aussie tradition; football and pies!

 

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5 Comments
  1. I love the history of the Aussie pie. That’s one thing I’m going to eat a.s.a.p. when I come home for a visit next year. They can’t make pies like the Aussie pie-makers bake. I think that the meat isn’t as tasty over here. I’m thinking that overall the food doesn’t seem to be as tasty, but they give it a ‘tickle’ with different herbs and sauces, which can be nice. I also miss the sausage rolls. I found a wonderful place in Colorado Springs, Colorado, that sells the most delicious sausage rolls but you have to be early in the day to get one as they sell out quickly. The name of the shop is Bonzaijeers (I’m sorry I can’t spell the European name). It’s situated in Nevada Street and is right next to a Service Station. They are excellent gourmet pastry cooks. They sell the most delicious and real pastries and cakes. Yummy! We sit down and enjoy their coffee and all sorts of fare every day we are there when visiting our son and daughter-in-law.

  2. The name of the BEST EVER pastry shop for GREAT value and delicious taste in my comment about pies is…Boonzaaijers in Colorado Springs, CO. It’s definitely worth a trip to Colorado Springs from Denver (approx. 60 miles north of Colorado Springs on i25).

  3. Pauline and other readers, I made a mistake in the street name for my wonderful pastry shop in USA. It should have been Fillmore Street, Colorado Springs. I’m rectifying my mistake just in case anyone reading my post to you and are in the USA or coming to USA won’t be mislead by my error.

    • Pauline

      No problem Heather. I would love to hear more about Colorado Springs. How about writing a little piece about it for my site?

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