Bloxam, a self-made businessman apprenticed to a London stationer in 1759, rose to be principal of the firm of Foudrinier, Bloxam and Walker, wholesale stationers, of Lombard Street: by 1802 he could claim that they were ‘the first wholesale house in London’.
Bloxam always had to fight for his seat for Maidstone and enlisted government patronage.
Bloxam was a silent supporter of Pitt until 1801, voting for the loyalty loan bonus, 1 June 1797, and for the triple tax assessment, 4 Jan. 1798. No vote against Addington is known and in July 1802 he made a bid for the supply of the Stationery Office stipulating, instead of a percentage commission, for a proportion of the savings he guaranteed to the public purse.
On the advent of the Grenville ministry, Bloxam renewed his tender for the supply of the Stationery Office, offering a 3 per cent discount on current prices; he expected to save the public over £6,000 per annum. The Treasury were still considering the offer in November when he was defeated at Maidstone. He complained to Lords Grenville and Spencer that, having stood as a supporter of the ministry, he had been ousted by ‘notorious bribery’ and expected to petition successfully against the return. Meanwhile he proposed to find another seat as a government supporter.
We were run upon most unexpectedly, and long before I had breakfasted, the house was shut up, and a large mob was round the doors. For a long time I could not account for it; at last it came across me like a flash of lightning. We had, only a week or two before we stopped, taken in a new clerk to replace one that had died, and the cashier, when he went to dinner, by mistake left him at the counter. The chap was a Yorkshireman, and at once saw how things were, and, not having been used to our ways, he told some friend, that friend told a third, and so we were run out. This, however, I will say for all the other clerks, we paid them well, dined them well once a week—they knew our secret, and kept it for full ten long years. My first toast after dinner always was ‘D—n banking! Curse banking! B—t banking !’ and the next was, to the clerks, ‘Come, boys, hear, see, and say nothing’.
In later life he was often heard to say; ‘I hate banking. When I was a banker I never slept soundly, and there never was a day I was not afraid of stopping payment.’
