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In Agatha Christie style, my subtitle is: “The Curious Case of the Poisoned Umbrella”, the assassination of Georgi Markov.
I should first declare some slight personal involvement: I am the widow of perhaps the most well regarded Bulgarian intellectual émigré: Petar Ouvaliev, cultural commentator for the BBC Bulgarian service at Bush House and to whom Georgi Markov wrote in the late ‘60s asking for help in obtaining work in the United Kingdom.
A successful and published writer in Bulgaria, why should Markov have wanted to come and perhaps settle in the UK? Read more »
‘Discover a local Golden Moment’: advertisement for Symonds cider, on the bus stop outside the entrance to King’s College London, April/May 2011 (now removed). Read more »
The street of the definite article
The strand.
The one two the iambic chaos
The rush through it, on it and under it
The busy busy
The buses the bridges the protests
The lawyers the law courts the justice,
The cafes, the authors
The Dickens, the Thackery the Makepeace
The temple inn
The no children
The Strand school for civil service gone,
The whirling doors on the King’s building
The Students, the must just read hard enough
The elect alumni, on the plate glass
The bus Read more »
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In 1603 Mary Brookes, a young London woman, was picked up by constables at the house of Agnes Allowin, a laundress and starcher who was also running a bawdy house in three rooms in Northumberland Alley, near Aldgate. Mary Brookes was taken to Bridewell, London’s house of correction on suspicion of sexual misconduct, where she confessed on another occasion that a captain had fetched her from her mother’s house and brought her to a house in the Strand, where he ‘had the use of her body’. Read more »
As the streets that lead from the Strand to the Embankment are very narrow, it is better not to walk down them arm-in-arm. If you persist, lawyers' clerks will have to make flying leaps into the mud; young lady typists will have to fidget behind you. In the streets of London where beauty goes unregarded, eccentricity must pay the penalty, and it is better not to be very tall, to wear a long blue cloak, or to beat the air with your left hand. Read more »
Photo taken at night of the South Bank Centre from Waterloo Bridge
