A Little Bit of The Pharaohs In Piccadilly

Egyptian House, 170-173 Piccadilly is one of those functional early 20th century buildings that in the next hundred or so years people will begin to love. It’s a bit of a hybrid, echoes of Georgian and Victorian architecture muddled up with just a glimpse of what was ahead in terms of Art Noveau and Art… Continue reading A Little Bit of The Pharaohs In Piccadilly

“Smash the Pagan Idol!”

You can hear the mob baying, whipped up into a frenzy of anti Catholic fervour by the ringleaders. The crowd some three hundred strong fill narrow Lime Street to bursting point. Some carrying flaming torches which throw an eery glow on the assembled throng, casting deep shadows that heighten the sense of malevolence amongst the… Continue reading “Smash the Pagan Idol!”

Drunk and incapable

I’d always wondered what the “incapable” meant in the phrase. Incapable of what exactly? Creating children’s novelty balloons, reciting pi to twenty decimal places or perhaps listing FA Cup winners since 1924? Turns out the guidance to a police officer is as follows, a drunk and incapable person is someone who has consumed alcohol to… Continue reading Drunk and incapable

Sorry, no fish today

Had the luxury of travelling on a bus a few weeks ago from Victoria to Charing Cross. I call it a luxury because it gives a different perspective from pavement level when you sit upstairs (at the front pretending to be the driver obviously). Instead of sitting on the Westminster Abbey side I went for… Continue reading Sorry, no fish today

Bucolic Bonnington Square

Bonnington Square in Vauxhall was built during the 1870s. Only a “six” away from the Oval cricket ground it comprised compact neat rows of London brick houses surrounding a central double terrace primarily used to house railway workers who were employed at Nine Elms Goods Yard close by. Booth’s map has the square marked as… Continue reading Bucolic Bonnington Square