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One Word Sunday

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One Word Sunday

Stop

One Word Sunday “Now I stop my ears with wax, hold fastthe memory of the song you once whispered in my ear.Its echoes tangle like briars in my thick hair.“

Time to sit back and relax

Six Word Saturday

Queen Rat

As you may have read in my last few posts I’ve been looking at all things subterranean, the London Underground, the sewers and lost rivers of the capital. I came across a rather interesting piece of folklore when researching a post called Where there’s muck there’s brass dealing with the profession of Toshing which I…

Where there’s muck there’s brass

Let me introduce you to group of men. Lanky Bill, Long Tom, One-eyed George, Short-armed Jack, Titch and Round Bob. A finer bunch of men you could not wish to meet, but if you were to be introduced to them you’d literally get wind of them before clapping eyes on them, as these men were…

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One Word Sunday

The Lizzy Line

I had planned to take my first trip on the Elizabeth line on Tuesday 24th May on the day it opened, however other plans got in the way and I had to settle for the following day. I have to say that it was with quite a sense of anticipation that I alighted from my…

Gimme Shelter

Not quite subterranean as in below the earth, but none the less below street level is the story of the tunnels that once lay beneath the area today known as Adelphi which sits in between Charing Cross station and the Savoy Hotel. The northern fringes of the park area in the photograph were prior to…

Going Underground

I’ve recently finished reading an excellent book called London Under, written by historian and London history Guru, Peter Ackroyd. It’s a fascinating look at life below the City’s streets. Some facts I knew and some were a complete surprise. I’ve been fascinated by what’s below our streets from an early age, my interest being piqued…