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Birmingham’s Industrial Pioneers

The people who made Birmingham the workshop of the world

A button-maker, a Scottish engineer, a millwright’s son from Ayrshire, a chemist-minister, a doctor and a Quaker gunmaker started it. Chemists, bankers, pen-makers, glassmakers and a custard-maker carried it on.

In 1766 Matthew Boulton moved into a house beside his factory at Soho, in what was then the Staffordshire parish of Handsworth. Nearby, hundreds of people made buttons, buckles, silver and plated ware. Within ten years a Scottish instrument-maker called James Watt was working there too, on a steam engine that used far less coal than the old ones.

This section tells their story, and the story of the people around them.

Who they were

Boulton was a Birmingham “toy” maker who wanted to make everything under one roof. Watt improved the steam engine with his separate condenser. William Murdoch, a millwright’s son from Ayrshire, kept their engines running in Cornwall, is credited with the sun-and-planet gear, and lit Soho Foundry with gas. James Keir turned chemistry into glass, alkali and soap.

Then there was the wider circle. Joseph Priestley, a Dissenting minister, carried on his experiments with gases in Sparkbrook until a mob burned his house in 1791. William Withering, a physician, tested the foxglove on 163 patients and published the results. Samuel Galton, a Quaker gunmaker, lived at Great Barr Hall, just north of Kingstanding, where the Lunar Society sometimes met. John Baskerville, a japanner, spent his fortune on printing beautiful books.

What came next

The Lunar men were not the whole story, and they were not the end of it. Before Watt arrived, John Roebuck and Samuel Garbett were making sulphuric acid in lead chambers in Steelhouse Lane, and in 1765 Sampson Lloyd and John Taylor opened a bank in Dale End. Henry Clay turned japanning into papier-mâché. Edward Thomason left Soho to strike his own medals and coins, and Ralph Heaton bought the Soho Mint’s presses and built the Birmingham Mint in Icknield Street.

The Victorian town carried it on. John Mitchell, Joseph Gillott and Josiah Mason made Birmingham the centre of the world’s steel-pen trade, and Mason’s fortune founded the college that became the University of Birmingham. George Frederick Muntz sheathed ships in a cheaper alloy. At Smethwick the Chance brothers made the glass for the Crystal Palace and lighthouse lenses for coasts around the world. Alfred Bird made custard without eggs, John Cadbury sold cocoa in Bull Street, and George Kynoch built a huge ammunition works at Witton, just south of Kingstanding. Then came screws, weighing machines, cars and car electrics.

Behind the famous names were thousands of skilled hands. One of them, John Handy, cut the punches for Baskerville’s type. Almost nobody remembers him.

How we tell it

We have tried to tell this story straight. Watt did not invent the steam engine, and Priestley discovered oxygen before he came to Birmingham, not after. Some of the men here grew rich from trades tied to slavery, and some campaigned against it. A few did both, and we say so.

Most of the places are close to home. Soho House is a museum in Handsworth. Boulton, Watt and Murdoch are buried at St Mary’s, Handsworth. The Lunar Society Moonstones stand at Queslett, on the edge of Kingstanding.

Every page lists its sources, from the Archives of Soho at the Library of Birmingham to Historic England’s listings. Where the experts disagree about a date or a detail, we tell you which version we have used, and why.

See them on the map →The Lunar SocietyThe timeline

The pioneers

Where they lived and worked

Some of these places survive; others are under car parks, gardens and new streets. Each page says which.

Firms and societies

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