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Monday 1 December 2008 We take the Underground and struggle through the massively busy morning rush hour to Faringdon Station. Trains are filled to capacity (and more), but it is a relatively short ride. At Farringdon we have arranged to meet David Thompson. He is a certified (Blue Badge) guide, who will guide us through Clerkenwell en Hoxton today. Clerkenwell is situated North of the City of London and was first populated by Huguenots in the 17th century after the great fire. They were trying to circumvent the closed guild system in the City. Those were the days that a well was discovered, making Clerkenwell a spa for a century or so. In the 19th century Irish and Italian immigrants settle here and the population tripples. It becomes a slum, which is sanitized during the Victorian age. Some residential parts still remain though. These days the area draws a more creative crowd and has a lively pub and restaurant culture. Traditional trades of the area (watchmaking, locksmith, printing and jewelry) are still present here and there, but new activities include media, design furniture and quality cooking. From the tube station we first walk to the Clerk's Well, giving the area its name. The well was discovered in the 17th century. It is only recently that the well is marked by a sign in a facade and we are able to peek through a window into a dark hole. Opposite the well are the editorial offices of the quality newspaper The Guardian. We walk on towards the St James kerk. This church is built on the grounds of a former Benedictine monastery, that was dissolved during the reign of Henry VIII. The church is a replacement for the origianal monastic chapel. The church is closed to visitors, but David is able to open all doors. The church has a rather austere interior and has more seat on a balcony. The area has had quite a radical past. A few streets from here the Labour Party was founded in 1900 and the Communist Party had its headquarters here for decades and printed its newspaper Daily Worker. We continue and get to Clerkenwell Green. This was once the epicentre of radical London and focal point for demonstrations and riots, like the Clerkenwell riot of 1832, in which an officer of the newly established metropolitan police force was stabbed to death. In 1890 the first May Day parade started here. At nr. 37 is the Marx Memorial Library, founded in 1933 in reponse to the book burnings in Germany. The building housed the radical London Patriotic Society from 1872. Lenin edited the bolshevik paper Iskra here from 1901 through 1903. Via a detour past beautiful terraced houses we get back to Clerkenwell Road, which we cross towards St John Gate. This gate is the most tangible leftover of the Priory of the Order of St John of Jerusalem. The Knights Hospitaler of this order, together with the Knights Templar, protected the Holy Land during the crusades in the middle ages. After the reformation the knights departed to Malta in 1540. In the gate house is now a museum covering the history of the order. In 1877 the St John ambulance service was founded, a voluntary first aid service, that still is exists today. A bit further down is Charterhouse, founded in 1371 as a carthusian monastery. The boarding school for boys that made the foundation famous moved to Surry in 1872, but to this day a group of forty odd elderly men, is still cared for here, referring to themselves as f "Brothers". The gate house on Charterhouse Square has retained much of its medieval charm. After the dissolution of monasteries by Henry VIII Charterhouse was rebuilt as a mansion in Tudor style. On the same square is Florin Court, an Art Deco appartement building from 1936. The building was used as the fictional home of Hercule Poirot in the tv series. Via Charterhouse Street we walk to the Smithfield Meat Market. The present building is dates back to 1868 and was designed by Horace Jones, who also made the design for the Tower Bridge. This is still the premier wholesale meat market for London. To see it in action we would have had to rise a little earlier as most of the action starts around 4am and end before 9am. A special exemption allows pubs to open that early in the morning around here. Once Smithfield was the site for public executions, like the one of the Schottish hero William Wallace or Braveheart in 1305 and of many protestants under the rule of Bloody Mary who were burnt here at the stakes. Commemorative plaques in the wall of St Bartholomews hospital across the street remember the famous martyrs. Wallace's plaque is decorated with Scottish flags and flowers. The hospital - London's oldest - is called St Barts by Londeners and started in 1123 as a kind of hospice. It was closed down by Henry VIII, but reopened weeks before his death in 1546. His effigy can be seen over the gate house, as if he founded the place himself. We walk around the hospital to get to Postman Park. Next to the weekday church of St Botolp-without-Aldergate painter and sculptor George Frederick Watts created a monument for "everyday heroes" in 1900. Via Little Britain we get to St Bartholomew-the-Great, London's oldest and most charming parish church. The church was used a film location for movies like Shakespeare in Love (1998), The other Boleyn Girl (2007) en Four Weddings and Funeral (1994). This is where Charles (Hugh Grant) would marry "Duckface" (Kristin Scott Thomas), but did not. We approach the church through a gate house in Tudor Style from Little Britain. The gate was rediscovered after a bombardment by a Zeppelin in 1916, during world war I. After the reformation the church was badly neglected. The main chapel was even used a printer's shop, where Benjamin Franklin briefly worked before moving to America. From 1887 the remains of the church were carefully restored. Old elements remain among which the tomb of Rahere, founder of the church. Around the corner on Cloth Fair is the one time house of SirJohn Betjeman (1906-84), the former Poet Laureate. We walk towards the Barbican, the only post war residential complex in the City of London from 1970. At first glance it looks a bit grim. It is an intricate complex of blocks and towers interconnected by bridges, tunnels and staircases. The four corners are marked by tall tower blocks. Surprisingly enough despite the many corners, dark alleyways and such the complex has not fallen victim to petty crime, dirt and vandalism, on the contrary: occupants try to enliven the place by putting up flower boxes on their large balconies. The Northern Irish football star George Best lived here once and compared it to Colditz, but it said so many things and was rarely sober. The location is called Cripplegate and was heavily bombed during the Blitz. The only remnants of the past are parts of the city wall and the early Tudor St Giles-without-Cripplegate church. This is where Oliver Cromwell got married in 1620. The church is now totally surrounded by the complex in the middle of artificial lakes opposite the Barbican Art Centre. That one is home to the London Symphony Orchestra and holds in addition to that two theatres, three repertory cinemas, a roof garden and an exhibition space, as well as the Guildhall School of Music and Drama. We leave the Barbican via Silk Street and north throuhg Bunhill Row to Bunhill Fields. That was once a dump for victims of the plague and became later a burial ground for non comformists, i.e. Christians not belonging to the Church of England. Most famous dead here are the poet William Blake and the writer Daniel Dafoe (of Robinsoe Crusoe). We now enter Hoxton. On the other side of the Fields is Wesley's Chapel and House. It is the focal point for Methodists world wide. Here John Wesley started with his own congregation in a foundry next to the present building. In 1738 he was kicked out of the Church of England and was in for a lot of bother with the authorities after that. When he died he left behind a movement with 350 churches and 130.000 followers in the UK alone. The chapel was designed by George Dance in 1778. In 1951 one Margareth Hilda Roberts married here the divorcee Dennis Thatcher. Via Leonard Street and Paul Street we walk past Expectations, the largest and best known men's Men Leather and Rubber shop of old, with an extensive line of clothes, toys and accessories. We turn into Charlotte Road and through myriad of narrow streets lined with pubs and restaurants we get to Old Street which we cross and walk on to Hoxton Square the beating heart of the new Hoxton as a centre for modern art. Most striking is the White Cube Gallery, considered to be a kind of mini Tate Gallery, because of its form, but also it displays work by similar artists. We say goodbye to our guide David and go for lunch at Shish a place for middle eastern food fused with culinary influences from around the globe. Not bad at all. After lunch we take the underground back to the B&B. After a short break we are on our by 3pm. We take the underground to Blackfriars. We walk a bit westward to the Millennium Bridge. This is the first exclusive footbridge across the Thames in London and the first bridge to be built in a century or so. It is designed by the sculptor Caro and the famous architect Sir Norman Foster. It got to a rocky start in 2000. The bridge was almost immediately closed because it bounced to much. That problem has been resolved and the bridge now forms the perfect approach to the Tate Modern, the museum for modern art on the south bank of the Thames. When you are half way you must turn round for a great view on St Paul's cathedral. And if we look a bit further west we see the characteristic high rises of the City, among them the Swiss Re building, or Gherkin. The Tate Modern is based in a former power station. We enter via the eastern entrance which lets you in to the gigantic turbine room. This has been left rather empty. The museum has 7 floors and can be visited free of charge, with the exception of special exhibitions. We visit only the exhibitions made up of works from the museum's own collection. . The collection is rearranged regularly according to themes. Periods or styles are not important here and the themes are a bit idiosyncratic. Most of the big names in modern art are present like Monet (water lillies), Rothko (Seagram Murals), Miró, Margritte, Picasso, Mondriaan, Joseph Beuys, Giacometti, Francis Bacon, Hockney etc. After an hour and a half of strolling through the rooms we take the tube from Southwark (longish walk there) to Soho, where we have a beer in the Loft, a quiet gay bar on Rupert Street. After that we have dinner in Balans in Compton Street. Decent yet not too expensive food in busy trendy surroundings and cute waiters. After dinner we hang around for a drink in The Village, where it is a lot quieter than last Saturday night. Weather: sunny and cold: 6 degrees. A little drizzle at the end of the day. Tuesday 2 December 2008 We start with coffee again at La Bottega and the cute waiter, who fortunately does not show himself much this morning. We take the underground to Westminster, cross the bridge to the south bank where we start a walk along the river Thames following the Thames Path. This is is a marked route from Oxford to the estuary of the river. We walk upstream to Putney. We start on the wide walkway on the embankment with great views of the Palace of Westminster, where the houses of the British parliament meet. It is a beautiful sight in the early morning winter sun. After a while we pass Lambeth Palace, the seat of the arch bishop of Canterbury, the spiritual leader of the English Church and the Anglican movement. The Queen is, as Defender of the Faith, the nominal head of the Church. The Arch Bishop has had his London residence here since 1197. The palace with its Tudor style entrance gate can be visited on appointment. On the other side of the river is the bland building of MI5, the domestic security service of Great Britain. Further upstream we see the offices of the International Maritime Organisation (IMO) on our left. This is an UN organisation looking after maritime issues. In its facade we see a ships bow sticking out. After a while we get to Vauxhall Bridge. On the left on the southbank is the rather robust building of MI6, or the Secret Intelligence Service (SIS) the foreign intelligence service of the UK. It is home to James Bond. Vauxhall Bridge from 1906, the buttresses of which are donned with figurines symbolising arts and sciences. They were made by Pomeroy (upstream) and Drury (downstream). We walk past prestigious residential complexes like Gabriel Wharf, which is still to be completed. After Vauxhall Bridge we have to detour a bit away from the river bank, but soon we can rejoin the river. In the distance we see the Battersea Power Station. The power station was taken into service in 1933 and decommissioned exactly 50 years later. There are plans for redevelopment, but no tangible evidence of anything happening soon. After some sort of marina we find ourselves in a boring industrial estate, but signs indicating the Thames Path guide us out again. We arrive in Battersea. We pass the Battersea Dogs Home, bases here since 1871. We have coffee at an Italian café. Battersea is becoming a overflow for people who consider Chelsea - on the opposite side of the river - becoming too expensive. Of old Battersea used to be firmly working class, but that is changing rapidly. It was the first burough to elect a black mayor in 1913 and it elected an Indian as MP in the 1920s for Labour and later the communists. We walk on to Battersea Park. The park was opened in 1853 as the second non-royal public park in London and offered the workers a bit of green space to spend their leisure time. In the park is a peace Pagode, put here by the Japanese community in 1985. It starts raining and we decide to cut the walk short . We cross the nice, but narrow Albert Bridge to Chelsea where we catch a bus to Victoria Station. From there we take the tube to Tottenham Court Road. We have lunch near the tube station and walk on to the British Museum. The British Museum is one of the greatest and most impressive museums in the world. Its collection of Greek and Egyptian antiquities has no equal. Its origins lie in the collection of 80,000 pieces of one Hans Sloane, a physician from Chelsea, who left them in 1753 to King George II in exchange for £20,000. The king was unable to pay and so the unwilling government paid for it instead and accommodated it in a building financed out of the proceeds of a controversial lottery. After that the museum started gathering antiquities on an unparalleled scale. The Greek sculptures that Elgin took with him from Athens are world famous and the victory of Napoleon gave access to the treasures that the French had plundered in Egypt. Its own archeologist were up to their tricks too en roamed all the major archeological sites world wide. The building is grand and offers almost 4km of exhibition space. It is a neoclassical building by Robert Smirke. After the British Library left in the 1990s the inner court got a new roof, designed by Norman Foster. In the middle is still the old Reading Room, where Karl Marx penned down his magnus opus Das Kapital. We limit ourselves to the highlights. We go straight for room 18 with the Elgin Marbles. Lord Elgin took the fries with him in 1801 from the Parthenon in Athens after a vague understanding with the local Turkish commander. Maybe it was for the better, as the Turks were less than careful with the Greek Heritage. They used the Parthenon as a gun powder storage, with disastrous consequences. Elgin put the marbles in a shed behind his house near Pall Mall until he had to sell them to the government in order to settle a tax debt of £35,000 af te lossen. The government in its turn donated them to the BM. The exhibition is beautiful and the statues, if not totally unscathed are impressive. After that we set course to the Egyptian department for the Rosetta stone. This stone was uncovered by Napoleon's troops in Egypt in 1799 . It holds a text in hieroglyphs together with a translation in Greek and old Egyptian. The stone provided the key to the deciphering of the hieroglyphs, of which scientist had until than believed that it was a kind of comic strip. The Frenchman Champollion was the one who in the end found the way to decipher the hieroglyphs. Then it is time for mummies. On the first floor the BM has a collection of mummies, putting all others to shame. Apart from human mummies we see also mummified animals like monkeys, cats and crocodiles. There are beautifully decorated sarcophaguses on display. We want to go to the Lewis chessmen, of which we have seen a few already last year in Edinburgh, but the room is under reconstruction. The chessmen are of Norwegian origin and were discovered on the Isle of Lewis in the outer Hebrides in Scotland. We enjoy once more the grand inner court before we leave and go back to the B&B. Later we take the tube to Charing Cross. We have a drink in Kudos bar. After that we walk to Mon Plaisir in Monmouth Street for a pre-theatre dinner. It is a small French bistro, where can get a table without a reservation, but with some luck. The place - said to be the oldest French restaurant in London - is full of French memorabilia. The theatre dinner is served at a high pace and is a bargain. After that we walk to the Lyceum theatre in Wellington Street on the corner of the Strand. Here we will see the musical The Lion King. The Lyceum is a classical English theatre, but the crowd is and behaves rather out of style. Many have brought a picnic and they are not very quiet either. The show is good and professionally staged, although a few actors were not gifted with the best of voices. A nice touch was the way they solved the problem of acting animal characters. The story line follows Disney's animation film fairly faithfully. After the show we return to the B&B. Weather: sunny start, but rain starts around midday. Dry later on. 4-6 degrees Wednesday 3 December 2008After breakfast and coffee we take a bus to Hyde Park Corner and walk a bit through the park. A Christmas fun fair has been set up and the fake German atmosphere is hard to miss. There is hardly any one there yet, because it is still early and freezing. We continue a bit along the the Serpentine lake, which was created when a side stream of the Thames was dammed off in 1730. There is a tea house here and it is possible to rent rowing boats. We walk further along New Ride and pass the Hyde Park Barracks, just when the a group of members of the Household Cavalry Mounted Regiment come out in full armour to catch their bus. Today is the Queen's speech and no doubt these guards will play a role in the ceremony. We walk to Harrods on Brompton Road. The biotope for the well heeled carreer shopper. On each visit this department store manages to impress. The offer of goods is overwhelming. With 18.000m² of shopping surface and 330 departments it unequalled in the world. London's number two, Selfridges, has only a third of its space. Harrod's was founded in 1834 in the East End by Charles Henry Harrod as a wholesaler in groceries, specialising in teas. In order to be able to profit from the great exhibition in Hyde Park - and to escape from the poverty in the East End - Harrod moved in 1851 to Knightsbridge to the spot of the present store. In 1898 Harrod's installed the first escalator in the world. The present building was finished in 1905 according to a design by Charles William Stephens. Of you can buy a lot of things much cheaper elsewhere, but then you do not get the precious green carrier bag to go with it. Some depatments are sight in their own right. Both architecturally and in terms of merchandise. Especially the Food Hall is unsurpassable with its nice tiling and the tempting oyster counter. We buy some filled chocolates and Harrod’s special blend coffee. Ground freshly for us. “How are you going to prepare it?” we are asked professionally. Filter is the anstwer. "Then I will grind it for filter". On our way to the men's wear we pass the wax image of Mohammed Al Fayed, the Egyptian multi billionaire owner of this British icon… and almost the father-in-law to Princess Diana. For Dodi and Di he has had memorial founted installed. The men's wear is a bit on the conservative side, not to say boring. Also kitchen ware and china are very old school, with a few modern touches here and there. The Egyptian staircase is a real sight. It brings us to the Luxury Washrooms on the first floor, where you can spray yourself with a wide choice of fine perfumes and Eaux de Toilette for free. We walk a few blocks down the street to Knightsbridge and competitor Harvey Nichols opposite the tube station. Harvey is a fair bit smaller, indulges less in old world prestige, but is even a bit pricier and far more progressive in its fashion. Harvey Nicks draws a younger, trendier crowd. Here too everything looks very well presented on the men's and ladies' departments as well as the food hall. We have already tried the Fifth floor restaurant in their branches in Leeds en Edinburgh. I buy a woolen hat by Y3, the trendy brand of Adidas. Benjamin Harvey started a linnen shop in 1813 on the corner of Knightsbridge and Sloane Street. He left the shop to his daughter on condition she would merge with Kolonel Nichols, who traded in oriental carpets, silk and luxury goods. The present store was opened around 1880 and extended in 1932. The chain (with branches in bigger UK cities, Dublin, Ryad, Dubai and Istanbul since 1996) has been in the hands of Hongkong businessman Dickson Poon since 2003. We take a bus back to Victoria, collect our suit case at the B&B and go for lunch at Pret-a-Manger, a healthy fast food, with branches all over London (just like competitor EAT.). Sandwiches and wraps and healthy juices is their specialty. We then take the underground in the direction of London City Airport. First we take the Circle Line to Westminster, where we change to the Jubilee Line to Canning Town. There we take the wrong (unmanned) train of Docklands Light Railway (DLR). It takes four stops for us to figure it out. Back again and then with the right train to the airport. We drop off the suit case (we are already checked in) and go through security. We hang around the departure lounge for a while before we can board the Fokker 50 to Rotterdam. 50 minutes later we are back in Rotterdam and just half an hour later back home.
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