Remembering the Proudman Building (1975-2013)

Judith Wolf, July 2022

The Proudman Building, viewed from Bidston Observatory, watercolour, painted by Sylvia Asquith
The Proudman Building, viewed from Bidston Observatory, painted by Sylvia Asquith

I started work at IOS Bidston in March 1976. It was a beautiful hot summer and I was delighted to be  taking the first step on my career as an Oceanographer. I had graduated in July 1975 with a degree in  Maths and Physical Oceanography from Bangor University. In October 1975 I got married and came  to live in Cheshire, to join my husband who was posted there by his employer. I looked around for  work and wrote to Bidston Observatory, one of the few places in the North West where there might  be work in oceanographic research. Unfortunately, there was no vacancy but they offered to keep  my name on file. To occupy myself, I started on a PhD at Keele University in the Maths Department,  working on semi-conductor physics, modelling a tunnel diode – something I knew nothing about and  in which I was not initially very interested. Six months later, just as I started to get the hang of what I  was doing, I got a letter from Bidston saying there was a vacancy for a junior scientist and was I  interested. Yes I was, so I applied and got offered the job at the grade of Scientific Officer (seeing as I  didn’t yet have a PhD).

I loved working at Bidston immediately, it still had a warm family feeling, although by this time there  were already about 80 staff, far more than in the early days. Three of us were appointed as ‘new  blood’ in 1976, towards the end of quite a period of expansion. Most of the science staff were based  in the ‘new building’ as it was known (even until it was pulled down in 2013). it was officially  ‘opened’ and named in 1979, as a memorial to Prof Joseph Proudman, professor of mathematics at  Liverpool University, and founder and first Director of the Liverpool Tidal Institute. The Proudman  Building was a modern concrete structure, nothing like the historical Observatory building, but  purpose-built by the Natural Environment Research Council (NERC), our employer, to accommodate the burgeoning marine scientific research programme. At the time (and for most of my career) we  were on Scientific Civil Service terms and conditions, the pay was not the main attraction, but there  was a generous final salary pension scheme and retirement was compulsory at age 60. For me this  would be in 2013 – a long way in the future, I wasn’t thinking about my pension at that point! In fact  I didn’t retire that year as the age rule had been relaxed by then, but it seems somehow significant  that the building had almost the same life span as my career. The other attraction was that there  was a possibility of being able to work for a part-time PhD, registered at Liverpool University. I  already recognised that, being one of the only women scientists doing research at Bidston at the  time, a PhD would be essential for me to be taken seriously in marine research. Soon after I joined, I  was encouraged to go to sea on the RRS Challenger to the Celtic Sea, for the experience, although my work was mainly desk-based. It was great fun and loved being at sea, taking part in watch keeping: I shared a cabin with another young female scientist (women weren’t allowed to go to sea  without another woman at that time), recruited about the same time as myself, Julia Evans. She was  a graduate in oceanography from Swansea, but didn’t stay at Bidston very long, unfortunately,  moving away to support her husband’s career in the police service.

I was assigned to a shared office on the 2nd (top) floor, in the Numerical Modelling Group, which was  led by Norman Heaps, renowned for his pioneering work in developing numerical models of the sea,  especially to study tides and storm surges. Also on the top floor was the Director’s Office (when I  joined Dr David Cartwright was in charge) and the Canteen, where people gathered for coffee at  11:00, including some who came over from the Observatory Building, notably Sylvia Asquith and  Joyce Scoffield (whose reminiscences can be found elsewhere in these articles). At the time we had a  small in-house computer, the IBM 1130, in the basement of the Observatory building, but most of us  sent our computing work as decks of punched-cards to the Science Research Council’s mainframe  computer at the Daresbury Laboratory in Cheshire, about 30 miles away. This meant you had to wait  24 hours before the printout came back, to discover you had omitted a punctuation mark, leading to  a compilation error! We all punched our own cards – including the Director.

On the 1st floor there were more science offices. The ground floor was the electronics lab and the  Library, run by our excellent librarian Kathy Jones, who was so knowledgeable and provided a great extracts service tailored to all of our specialisms. Later the Honeywell 66/20 mainframe computer  for the whole of NERC was installed in part of that space, leading to the golden era of Bidston’s  influence and maximum staff numbers. In the basement was the workshop and the ‘loading bay’  where equipment for scientific sea-going expeditions, known as research ‘cruises’, was mobilised  and sent to RVS Barry in South Wales, where the research vessel fleet was based. Typically, our work in marine physics/hydrodynamics involved the deployment of offshore tide gauges and current  meters and taking CTD profiles at selected stations (a ‘CTD’ – conductivity/salinity, temperature and  depth-profile characterised the hydrography of the sea). The place was a hive of activity. At that  time, the way we got our funding was from several government departments. A lot of my work was  funded by the Ministry of Agriculture, Fisheries and Food (MAFF), which was responsible for coastal  defence. We would receive ‘visiting groups’ of eminent scientists (e.g. Prof Adrian Gill, Sir Herman  Bondi and Sir James Lighthill) every five years, who would interrogate us about our work and write a  report, generally encouraging us to carry on! We had a lot of autonomy, but our research was in fact  mostly applied to real world problems, providing information for the shipping, fishing and coastal  engineering industries and so it was relatively easy to show its value. It was much easier than in later  years when it has become increasingly competitive to win research funding, leading to large  amounts of time spent by senior scientists like myself in writing research proposals.

During my PhD studies I got to work with some colleagues at IOS Taunton to help collect and access  some of their data on currents in shallow seas. In 1978 I participated in the ill-fated expedition on the charter vessel Gardline Locator in the Bristol Channel during which Martyn Lees from IOS  Taunton was tragically lost overboard. I came on watch at 08:00 to be told he had just fallen  overboard and be sure to log all activity. There was later a NERC enquiry in London, which I had to  attend along with all others on board at the time, to recount the sequence of events as far as knew  it. Safety procedures were criticised and improved as a result of this terrible accident.

I finally got my PhD in 1984, around the same time as I had my first baby. I knew if I didn’t get my  thesis submitted before that event I might never complete it! I had started publishing papers and  attending conferences, both national and international, and got rapid promotion to Principal  Scientist in my early 30’s, which was essential to be recognised as a ‘prime-mover’ (in NERC jargon),  initiating my own research programme. I carved out an area of research including the coupled  modelling of storms, waves, tides and surges, mainly focussing on the NW European continental  shelf (with water depths less than 200m as compared with 5000m in the deep ocean). Studying  waves meant I worked with an international group of wave modellers and I set up a North Atlantic  wave model, which provided boundary conditions for the continental shelf model and allowed us to  study wave climate. I also had to acquire wave data to validate the wave model – sadly much of the  UK wave observational programme had been closed down in the early 1980’s, particularly with the  closure of IOS Taunton. I was responsible for initiating work with the X-band radar system to capture  waves from a ship’s navigational radar display, turning up the ‘sea clutter’ and photographing the  screen. This led to my final research cruise, on which I was Principal Scientist, observing waves in the  Bristol Channel in February 1991 – not glamorous, but we did get some storm winds and good-sized  waves!

We were moved over to the University of Liverpool campus in December 2004 and in its latter years  the Proudman Building was maintained by NERC with some of the costs being offset by the running  of the building (and the Observatory) for low-cost rental accommodation by so-called ‘custodians’. It  was finally decided that in order to get a sale of the site, the Proudman Building, of no historical  value and purpose-built for science, should be demolished, which happened in 2013. The grassy  landscaped patch of ground where it stood does not look big enough to have housed so much  activity and achievement.

More information about the history and work of Bidston Observatory can be found in other articles  in this series and an article by Eric Jones written for Ocean Challenge in 1999 (Vol 9, No 1, pp 29-35): See also Joyce Scoffield’s book ‘Bidston Observatory: The Place and the  People”, pub. Countyvise Limited, 2006. ISBN 1-901231-68-2

Kevin Frederick Taylor

Kevin Frederick Taylor, Head of Marine Engineering Workshop

A personal obituary by Graham Alcock from New Zealand

Kev passed away on 10th May, quickly at home after a couple of years of illness. He joined Bidston in 1970 and soon gained a reputation for his very high-quality precision work in manufacturing our instruments that made Bidston Observatory one of the few European oceanographic labs capable of making measurements in coastal, shallow and deep waters. He was head of the Mechanical Engineering Laboratory at Bidston Observatory. All instruments that went in the sea were manufactured in this facility as none were available commercially. During his career, he made a number of major contributions to advance the design of instruments. He was known by everyone at Bidston Observatory and well liked and respected by them all.

Kev had a great sense of humour and was an excellent raconteur of stories and jokes; an ability developed and honed during his other early career as a cabaret double act playing guitars and telling jokes. I always looked forward to emails from him to NZ with his wit and turn of phrase.

I remember happy times outside work. I remember especially the three holidays that we all went on in 2005 before Iona and I emigrated to New Zealand.

Kev was interested in Roman Britain and he, Di, Graham and Iona enjoyed a visit to Hadrian’s Wall in winter 2005 – made more memorable by staying in a Fawlty Towers hotel. The hotel had just been bought by a woman whose previous experience was limited to helping her sister run a B+B. When we said we would like an evening meal, she had to look in the fridge/freezer to see what there was, and while that was being prepared, we had to light the fire in the lounge. We were the only people staying there, but that weekend her family descended en masse and proceeded to drink the bar dry. We had to save the young daughter from falling into the lounge fire. Kev never let me forget about booking Fawlty Towers!

In May we went to Stratford where I had booked us into a traditional country inn and that was OK except for one breakfast, when Kev’s sausages were uncooked. The chef had taken the morning off and given the cooking duties to one of the young kitchen staff. It could only happen to Kev!

In July we went to Cornwall to visit the Eden Project. On the way down, I had researched a Real Ale pub to stop at for lunch; this turned out to be an Indian restaurant in bright orange, much to Kev’s delight! We stayed at a B+B owned by a German and his English wife and on the way down, Kev had joked about “Don’t mention the war” but that is what the German owner himself said to us at our first breakfast!

Another passion of Kev’s, with myself was supporting Everton; through thick and thin; he lived to see Everton beat arch rivals “the Reds” at Anfield in February 2021.

I always stayed with Kev and Di when visiting the UK each year and both Iona and myself were delighted when they came over for Emma and Myles’ wedding and we had a great holiday – no uncooked sausages or Fawlty Towers!

After retirement, Kev was able to spend more time on one of his passions – renovating a vintage Jaguar with Ian Vassie.

So, we have very fond memories of Kev – his contribution to Bidston’s working and social life, and to our own lives, was immense.

We will miss him.

Gray and Iona

My early life at Bidston Observatory

Joyce Scoffield

Originally, from 1955, I worked in the Met Office at Speke Airport (later to be called Liverpool Airport and subsequently John Lennon Airport). I very much enjoyed being a weather observer – sending observations up to the control tower to be passed on to aircraft, but the job involved shift work, which included regular night duties. This was fine till I got married in 1961. At that stage, I became less enthusiastic about shift work and about the amount of travelling involved between Greasby and the airport: bus – ferry – bus – at least an hour each way. I didn’t drive in those days.

So I decided to look for another job. Bidston Observatory came to mind. It was much nearer home and I knew they had a weather station there. So I wrote to the Director asking him if there were any job vacancies. He – Dr. Rossiter – invited me to go for interview and duly offered me a job! It was as easy as that in 1961. Nowadays, with high competition for every post, people can’t believe that it could ever be that easy.

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Reflections on Time

Kevin F. Taylor

I was recently invited to attend a garden party to celebrate 150 years of the Bidston Observatory, hosted by Stephen and Mandy Pickles on Saturday 17 September 2016 in the grounds of Bidston Lighthouse. This gave me a deep sense of déjà vu, as it reminded me so much of my first day as a member of Bidston staff at the start of 1972.

On that day, I drove up the same well-worn drive, past the sandstone wall entrance, and into the grounds. On my right hand side was a lawn that was shortly to be occupied by the new Proudman Building. But in early 1972 that area looked almost the same as it does now, except for a small vegetable patch that was attended to by a Mr. Connell. He and his family occupied the cottages that belonged to the lighthouse and had been built by the Mersey Docks and Harbour Board. On that balmy Saturday evening in September, I thought it quite strange that, here I was celebrating 150 years of the Observatory, and yet the ‘new’ Proudman Building had been built and demolished (in early 2013) within little more than 40 years, a fraction of the Observatory’s lifetime.

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Directing Bidston

Graham Alcock, 21 October 2016

I joined Bidston in 1972 and took early retirement in 2000, having survived five name changes (Institute of Coastal Oceanography and Tides, Institute of Oceanographic Sciences, Proudman Oceanographic Laboratory, Centre for Coastal and Marine Science and back to the Proudman Oceanographic Laboratory). Here are anecdotes about some of the Directors during that time.

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Bidston recollections

John Huthnance, 7 Oct 2016.

I joined IOS Bidston (as it was then) in October 1977. The validity of my appointment could be questioned as the appointment letter came from DB Crowder (the Bidston administrator) who left before I arrived.

It was a good time to join. There were about 80 staff in total, few enough to give a “family” atmosphere with the feeling that everyone knew everyone else. Several colleagues had been taken on during the early 1970s but it was still a time of expansion rather than otherwise.   Scientists like myself had a fairly free hand to pursue promising lines of research within a fairly broad remit. I enjoyed a feeling of support from fellow scientists to do just this. Much of the funding came through a consortium of several government departments with an interest in our research. The negotiations were at some distance from most of the scientists who did not have to spend much time writing proposals, yet it was good to know of “user” interest in our work, always a characteristic of Bidston science. It was still possible to be “the” expert in a topic, a rarity today. I was lucky.

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