For those of you are new to this particular series, The Streets of London, are some 1,000 + colour slides of London which must contain the Street Name, and were all taken on walks through our capital.
Today I scanned another dozen, from May 2004.
This statue of Queen Victoria stands outside the Royal Courts of Justice in the Strand, WC2.
Milford Lane, WC2 runs from the other side of that road down towards the Embankment. On a Friday, in the Edinburgh Restaurant on this corner, you can fortify yourself with Pie and Mash after having secured a mortgage.
Popular in the capital since the 19th century, genuine eel, pie, and mash shops are now in short supply. Wikipedia describes the delicacy thus:
‘a minced beef and cold water pastry pie served with mashed potato. There should be two types of pastry used, the bottom or base should be suet pastry and the top short. It is common for the mashed potato to be spread around one side of the plate and for a type of parsley sauce to be present. This is commonly called eel liquor sauce or simply liquor(although it is non-alcoholic), traditionally made using the water kept from the preparation of the stewed eels. However, many shops no longer use stewed eel water in their parsley liquor. The sauce traditionally has a green colour, from the parsley. Sometimes a gravy is served instead (normally Oxo or Bisto).’
One of the many attractions in the famous Trafalgar Square W1, here seen at its junction with Pall Mall East, are pavement artists. Here one engages the attention of spectators and photographers alike.
Thomas Goode is an upmarket tableware shop in Mayfair’s South Street W1. in my view one of its finest treasures is the terra cotta panels decorating its facade.
Jackie has enlarged these panels and revealed that the one on the right is labelled ‘the potter’, and its companion depicts the pot being painted.
More terra cotta tiling adorns the front of this building in Green Street W1, where a woman enjoys a snack, perhaps purchased from within. The foreground vehicle obscures her table.
A common sight in the West End is a blanketed beggar with his dog. This one sits in a side street off Oxford Street W1.
Continuing on to W2 we come to the elegant Delamere Terrace, alongside the canal of Little Venice. The narrow boats are sited on residential moorings. My counselling room stood on the opposite side of the water.
Chichester Road W2 is a turning off Delamere Terrace. This block of flats displays the uses to which people put their balconies, and a collection of TV satellite dishes. You can’t even park outside your own home without feeding a meter.
Further west along the canal lies Lord Hills Road W2. This bridge is one of the replacements that are gradually being constructed, replacing steps with winding approaches for wheelchair users.
Basing Street W11 takes us away from the City of Westminster to the neighbouring Royal Borough of Kensington & Chelsea. There was posted a message from someone desperately seeking Lorna. Now there’s a story.
Someone has decorated the walls of St Luke’s Mews W11 with a rather compelling mural.
Whilst drafting this post I watched Andy Murray’s thrilling Davis Cup tennis match with Kei Nishikori.
This Mother’s Day evening we dined with Becky and Ian at The Beach House in Milford on Sea. Given that this was a surprise and we weren’t feeling 100% I had to be a bit devious to explain why it was necessary to make ourselves presentable and go out. In the event we had a very enjoyable evening. My starter was fish cakes in a chili sauce; my main course a seafood platter; and my dessert Eton mess. I shared a bottle of montepulciano with Becky, whilst Jackie and Ian both drank Peroni.
Lorna! Now there’s an old name. You don’t come across many Lornas nowadays who are fifteen or twenty!
I’ve only met one – in her 40s, from Scotland. Thanks, John
That’s the most upmarket looking beggar I’d ever seen…
Unfortunately they are quite professional, Mary. Thanks
That is one successful professional 🙂 Too successful, perhaps.
I love following your visual walk through London. I miss being there. I bet your Eton Mess was delicious! 😉
Thanks, Mary. It was
I love when you and your camera hit the streets, Derek. I hope everyone had a lovely Mother’s Day!
Thanks, Jill. I thought of your previous similar comment when deciding to do this one. It was good evening, and Jackie was so delighted with the surprise.
I appreciate that, Derrick!
The homeless man with the dog reminded me of a trip to Melbourne where we walked the same route very day and after a while I realised I was seeing the same dog with different begging people. My enquiries revealed that the dog wasn’t particularly well cared for and was passed around a certain group to elicit the sympathy of the unwary, thus ensuring a goodly income. I was initially sucked in too, so it worked. Now whenever I see such a picture I am skeptical, which is a shame.
Sadly, not uncommon, Pauline. http://derrickjknight.com/2013/06/05/a-different-mother-each-day/ Thanks
I saw that kind of thing in Italy when I was there in the early 90’s. Like you I felt deep concern about the children involved. I was told about the beggars who kept a locker somewhere and who put their suits on at the end of their work day and returned to their suburban homes. I found it so hard to believe at the time, but now, sadly, I am a bit more cynical.
I saw a very elegant young lady in the tube to Kings Cross once. She was reading something intelligent. She slipped through the barriers in the wake of someone with a ticket. Later that day she was her normal dirty, scruffy, dishevelled self, begging.
Weirdly I have done a post on walking along the Strand tha starts with the self same statue a and one on a pie shop tour I did with my daughter and son’s girlfriend that took in liquor as well as an assessment of the best pie shop (conclusion from memory: Pieminister in Holloway)
That doesn’t surprise me at all. I thought of you when I began with that. Where are the links? Thanks, Geoff
I’m intrigued to spot that the street everyone calls “The Strand” is nameplated plain “Strand”, in situ. There’s a thoroughfare of the same name in Southampton with precisely the same split personality.
For a while Jackie and I had a flat in Ridgeway, Wimbledon, which I had grown up knowing as The Ridgeway
I suppose we are conditioned by songs like ‘Let’s all go down the Strand…’
Where is Lorna? And, Who is Sylvia?
I’m so pleased the reference was spotted. Thanks, Yvonne
If you were REALLY showing off, you’d have cited it in German!
Thanks for taking us along for the walk. Gave me a great insight.
Thanks, Miriam
So what was your devious explanation?
That, Mek, is left to the reader. Any one of my story-teller friends is welcome to supply the answer. 🙂 Thanks
Well, for starters, it worked so it must have been a good one! Did you say you’d heard that eton mess was a sure fire cure for the virus and that the best place was where you went? 🙂
🙂
I too was mystified how the ever-alert HG managed to miss the deviation from routine without suspecting!
I can, in a good cause, be quite devious
Thank you for the tour Derrick, but I must say that I am not overly attracted to the pie 🙂
Thanks, Sylvie. If done properly it tastes much better than it looks. Sadly, now, the pies are mostly plastic
Pete Townshend, of The Who fame, has/had a [?music-]publishing business called Eel Pie. Now I’ve seen an explanation for the curious name.
In the sixties, Ell Pie Island in the Thames at, I think, Richmond, was a favourite venue for gigs.
Fun tour this Sunday evening Derrick – best to you and Jackie for a great week.
Thanks, Mary. You too
The forlorn Lorna seeker must be a professional calligrapher…
You would know, Cynthia. Thanks
Have to say I pre-supposed that was a nice computer font!
As you’re clearly a closet poet…
Cynthia, I mean. Derrick hides lots of lights [poetry, who knows?] under lots of bushels
Thanks, Paul
Hello Paul….That could, of course be a printer’s font of a calligrapher’s design; it is rather mechanical, now that I look at it again…oh, and I am out of the closet; I commit poetry right out in the open, these days…thank you for thinking so!
London is really good for this sort of thing
Thanks, Sol
Loved the tour! And a very happy Mother’s Day to Jackie.
Thanks, Laurie
The pictures are fascinating, and I love your comments, Derrick.
Dear Mr Knight,
I found your wonderful blog whilst searching for Stanton Road SW20.
This is a long shot, but do you recall a Denny family living at No 53 in the Fifties?
Many thanks,
Best regards,
Neil
Dr Neil Gibbs
Dear Mr Knight,
I found your wonderful blog whilst searching for Stanton Road SW20.
This is a long shot, but do you recall a Denny family living at No 53 in the Fifties?
Many thanks,
Best regards,
Neil
Dr Neil Gibbs
We knew them very well, Neil. I’m sending you an e-mail
Dear Mr Knight,
That’s great news. I look forward to your email.
Best regards,
Neil
It went to the manchester e-mail
Your title is obviously a parody of my song, “Who is Sylvia, what is she?” 🙂 Thanks for the interesting walk. It always makes me sad to see a beggar with a dog. Two mouths to feed on very little money.
Thanks, Sylvia – especially for spotting the reference
Normally I’m hungry after reading your posts….after that pie and mash description, definitely not this time! 🙂
Thanks, Bianca.
Thank you for the walk, Derrick! 🙂
Thank you, Amy
GReat photos, as usual, and a great eye for detail.
Thanks, Quercus