Tag: Walking
A road, Musa acuminata and Gertrude Astbury
A coupe of weeks ago my feet were bitterly complaining that I’d taken them for granted after a couple of days walking around testing out two new audio tours and without my permission had guided me into a local hostelry and bid my brain to order a pint. As I sat there trying to ignore… Continue reading A road, Musa acuminata and Gertrude Astbury
Philpot Lane (No Mice)
last week I took a look at a quirky piece of art that adorns the wall of a building on Philpot Lane and so as I was there so to speak, I thought I’d take a look at the lane itself. In the late fourteen hundreds the lane was known as St Andrew Hubert’s Lane.… Continue reading Philpot Lane (No Mice)
The Philpot Lane Mice
Question: What is the smallest piece of public art within the City of London? To answer that question let me take you back to the 1860s and the redevelopment of Eastcheap, the street that runs east from the Monument towards the Tower of London. The block adjoining Philpot Lane was demolished and the architect Robert Lewis… Continue reading The Philpot Lane Mice
Silent Sunday
How Curious
There is a small area of central London crammed in between Lincoln’s Inn Fields, the Strand and Aldwych. The area is known as Clare Market and is taken up in the most part by the London School of Economics (LSE). The area of Clare Market was originally centred on a small market building constructed by… Continue reading How Curious
Climbing the greasy pole
History will have many instances of people who possibly from birth have been groomed to hold a lofty position within society. They go to the right schools meet the right people and in most cases do the right things to see them reach the pinnacle of their chosen sphere where they sit back and think… Continue reading Climbing the greasy pole
“A days doings”
The Victorians have always fascinated me. Such drive and inquisitiveness they moved the country forward with their technological advances, however I do find the general population lacking imagination and in some instances free will, but I suppose given the tight social framework of the day its understandable that they were unwilling to go off piste.… Continue reading “A days doings”
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
In the beginning was the word
And the word was “Doves“. I was skimming through a book that I was given for Christmas, the excellent A Field Guide to Larking by Lara Maiklem. I’d wanted this book as it’s packed with loads of information regarding a new hobby I’m starting, that of Mudlarking on the banks of the river Thames. As… Continue reading In the beginning was the word
A LONDON MISCELLANY 