Tuesday, 4 July 2017

'Waterloo Sunset'

Day 92
 
Wapping - Warren Street - Warwick Avenue - Waterloo
 
Ah, the British summertime weather - how quaintly unpredictable it is...

After several days of wind and rain which have felt more like autumn than the height of summer, we're now back in the throes of another heatwave - making the tube trains as hot and stuffy as a Turkish bath.

Luckily my first stop - Wapping - is by the riverside, so there's a hint of a breeze to take the edge off the heat.

Wapping

Wapping, being by the river, is very proud of its maritime history and has been an integral part of London's docklands for centuries.

The station itself is built over the northern end of the Thames Tunnel - the other end of which I encountered at Rotherhithe, and the trains passing through Wapping on their way south now make use of the former pedestrian tunnels.

There's a Thames Path running along the river, but this is interrupted at regular intervals by the old dock warehouses, which have of course all now become luxury apartments.

Wapping High Street - former warehouses turned luxury flats


View from Thames Path

However, links to the past remain, in particular the sets of stairs leading down to the water's edge at various points along the waterside.

Wapping Old Stairs


The Town Of Ramsgate
leading to
Wapping Old Stairs
These 'Watermen's Steps' - of which Wapping Old Stairs is just one example - gave access to the waterline and were used by the various 'watermen' who taxied passengers to and fro across the river from 14th Century onwards. In much the same way as London's present-day Black Cab drivers have to pass 'The Knowledge', the watermen of old used to have to memorise the locations of the steps as part of their apprenticeship.

Wapping Old Stairs is next to the 'Town Of Ramsgate' pub, one of three along this stretch of the river. This one is also said to be near the site of the old 'Execution Dock' - a noose situated near the shoreline, from which pirates and other seafaring criminals were executed, and their bodies left hanging until at least three tides had washed over their heads.

The notorious pirate Captain Kidd - who has given his name to one of the other two pubs here - was executed in this manner in 1701, following which his body was left in a gibbet by the Thames for three years.

A short distance along from the steps is the Metropolitan Police Marine Policing Unit (aka the Thames River Police). This was formed in 1798 and is said to be England's oldest police force. It merged with the newly formed Metropolitan Police Force in 1839.

Thames River Police HQ

Police Boats

Having walked a little way westwards from the station, I retrace my steps and head eastwards to the third of the pubs along Wapping High Street - the 'Prospect Of Whitby'.

Prospect Of Whitby

Royal Roster



This claims to be the oldest riverside pub in London (don't they all!) and has a large sign on the front listing all the monarchs who have reigned since the pub's construction in about 1520. The first Fuchsia plant to appear in Britain was sold here in the 18th Century.

That's about it for this part of town though, and I head back to the station and on to my next stop.





***
Warren Street station is on the Victoria Line and is, in fact, the final station on that line I have to visit. The imminent end of this long and peculiar journey certainly becomes a lot more real when I begin crossing entire tube lines, instead of just individual stations, off my list!

Warren Street

The station sits at the top end of Tottenham Court Road, where it meets Euston Road, and indeed the station was originally named after the latter.

Its name was changed, after only one year, to that of the much smaller and seemingly insignificant side street off Tottenham Court Road, and once again I'm left to wonder at the rationale behind the naming procedure on the tube network.

This was also the first station to receive wi-fi coverage in 2012.

To the north of the station - across Euston Road - is a very modern office development centred around an attractive and (during the summer months at least) popular open space called Triton Square.

Triton Square

At lunchtime (which is when I arrive) the square is filled with office workers enjoying the sun and their sandwiches and - for the next two weeks - the sights and sounds of Wimbledon courtesy of the giant screen at one end of the square. In front of this are deck-chairs, bean-bags and concrete blocks to sit on, and the surrounding coffee shops and sandwich bars do a roaring trade.

As you can see, beyond the square and looking back across the Euston Road, the former Post Office Tower is fairly close by, in the area known as Fitzrovia.

I've visited this area before of course, when I came to Goodge Street but this time I restrict myself to the far end of Warren Street form the station, on the corner of which stands the empty shell of a shop dear to my heart, and now sadly closed.

French's Bookshop


Goodbye old friend
Samuel French is a name every theatre-maker knows, as the company has been publishing 'standard' editions of plays both here and in the United States since the middle of the 19th Century.

It began as two companies, one run by Samuel French in New York, the other in London by a former actor-manager called Thomas Hailes Lacy. They joined forces in the 1850s but there has been a theatre bookshop as part of the company in London since its inception in 1830.

It was the place to find any play you happen to be looking for. but more than that, it was a place to discover plays you didn't know you were looking for. As an actor you are constantly in search of new audition material, and an hour or so spent browsing the shelves here would nearly always yield an unexpected treat.

Sadly, as the bleak sign in the empty window tells me, after 187 years they have been forced to move to an online only shop - the rising rental fees on the property proving impossible to keep up with.

I return to the station ready to move on to my next stop.

I arrived here on the Northern Line, but am departing on the Victoria Line, and there's a final little treat for me on the Victoria Line platform.

Warren Street Maze

The visual pun on the word 'warren' is a maze designed by influential British designer Alan Fletcher, who also designed logos for the V&A museum, Reuters news agency, the Institute of Directors, and book covers for Penguin Books.

The maze is designed to be tricky enough to be difficult to solve in less than four minutes - providing a challenge to the passenger on the platform waiting for their next train, which - on average - will take only three minutes to arrive.

***
Warwick Avenue is my next stop, and is one of the many stations on the network with no surface building to blot the landscape - preferable to the locals perhaps, but frustrating for the would-be blog-writer...

Warwick Avenue

On the other hand, there is a whopping great ventilation shaft in the middle of the picturesque avenue on which the station lies, looking rather like a WWII guard tower, and you do wonder what the locals make of this...

Ventilation Shaft

It's in the affluent area of Maida Vale, so there are plenty of grand residential buildings, but not much else to see or do in the immediate vicinity of the station.

Warwick Avenue

Not too far away though, is a little gem of a place (especially on a sunny day like today) called - for reasons that will become clear - 'Little Venice'.

Regent's Canal

The Grand Union Canal, Regent's Canal and Paddington Basin all meet here in a large pool known officially as Browning's Pool (after the poet Robert Browning who lived in the area) and unofficially by the locals as the 'Lagoon'.


Entering the 'lagoon'

There's always something pleasant about wandering along a towpath by a picturesque collection of narrow-boats, but somehow being in the middle of London makes it seem like an extra treat.


Browning's Pool
There are, as well as the residential boats, a couple of floating restaurants and even a floating puppet theatre to entertain the local residents (who, as well as the aforementioned Robert Browning) include such luminaries as Robbie Williams, Richard Branson and Noel Gallagher.
 
Grand Union Canal
 
Pretty as it undoubtedly is, it doesn't take long to run out of different things to photograph, and I do still have one (rather major) station to visit today, so I leave the canals behind me and head back the station to catch the Bakerloo Line southwards.
 
***
 
Waterloo
 
Waterloo Station is, of course, a railway station as well as a tube station - and the combined passenger footfall makes it the busiest station in Britain. Trains from here serve the south of England's main commuter belt and take Londoners to popular coastal destinations such as Brighton.
 
The busiest station in Britain... though not everyone has noticed
 
The tube station opens into the main railway station concourse, above which hangs a four-sided clock which has been the traditional rendezvous point here for decades.
 
'Meet you under the clock...'
 
Main concourse
The station was opened in 1848 and named after the nearby Waterloo Bridge (which had been built in 1817, just two years after the famous battle after which it, in turn, was named).
 
It was also (though this is rather less well known) the terminus of an unusual train service called the London Necropolis Railway. During the 19th Century London was in the midst of a population boom, having more than doubled the number of its inhabitants from the beginning of the century. Not only did this create a housing crisis among the living, it also led to a similar problem finding sufficient accommodation for the deceased, as London's graveyards rapidly filled to capacity.
 
As a solution, a huge area of land in Brookwood, Surrey was set aside to become a dedicated cemetery for London - to be known as the London Necropolis - and the bodies of the deceased were transported there from a dedicated station within the Waterloo complex.
 
Outside and to the north of the station is London's famous 'South Bank' - home of the National Theatre, Festival Hall, British Film Institute, London Aquarium and London Eye.
 
National Theatre
 
It's also a vibrant promenade filled with street performers and food stalls, as well as the famous second-hand and antique book market tucked underneath Waterloo Bridge itself.
 
Waterloo Bridge Book Market
 
This is probably one of my favourite spots in London, and somewhere I can I happily spend hours wandering up and down whenever I'm here - either for the theatre, or having seen a classic film at the BFI, or just enjoying the atmosphere.
 
Festival Hall
 
In the years since the turn of the Millennium the most eye-catching landmark along the South Bank has, of course, been the London Eye.
 
London Eye
 
The huge Ferris wheel, with its observation pods, stands 443 feet tall and is 394 feet in diameter. It has over 3.75 million visitors per year, making it the country's most popular tourist attraction.
 
Just to the south of the river, between the South Bank and the Station, is another cinema - and one you can't really miss as it takes up the entire roundabout.
 
IMAX Cinema
 
This is the IMAX cinema, owned by the BFI, and location of the largest cinema screen in Britain at 26x20m. IMAX is a film format that offers larger image size and resolution, and though only entering the public consciousness in recent years as more and more films are shot on IMAX film, the technology has been around since the late 1960s and used in huge dome-shaped cinemas and planetariums.
 
I continue southwards, heading for a road called The Cut.
 
This road leads eastwards from the station, and contains - among various shops and restaurants - two more of London's best known theatres.
 
Old Vic
The Old Vic was first opened in 1818 as the Royal Coburg Theatre and subsequently renamed the Royal Victoria Theatre in 1833. By the end of the 19th Century it was already being nicknamed the 'Old Vic' and in 1929 the Old Vic Company was formed, led by Sir John Gielgud and under the artistic directorship of Lilian Baylis, who also managed Sadler's Wells and the company which would later become the English National Opera.
 
In the 1960s, the fledgling company that would become the National Theatre was based here under the management of Sir Laurence Olivier, while the new premises for the company were being constructed on the South Bank.
 
In recent years the theatre has been run by Hollywood actor Kevin Spacey, though he has now handed over the reins to Matthew Warchus.
 
Further along The Cut is the Young Vic - which, as the name suggests, was originally an offshoot of the Old Vic up the road, which started in 1946.
 
Young Vic
 
However, the name 'Young Vic', doesn't refer to the fact that this building is newer than that of its 'parent' company, but is instead a reference to the original aims of the theatre, which were to create productions of classic plays specifically for younger audiences aged between 9 and 15.
 
Over the years the theatre's target age-group has broadened and though still performing classic plays, the audience is now made up of as many adults as younger people.
 
Having reached the end of another day's travelling, I head back to Waterloo Station to begin my journey home. However, there's one final curiosity for me to take in on the way.
 
Rather than taking the more obvious Jubilee Line up to Bond Street and getting the Central Line home from there, I'm going instead to be taking the one remaining tube line I've yet to make use of on this entire journey.
 
This might come as some surprise, after all, I've criss-crossed London several hundred times over the course of the challenge, and travelled on practically every single method of transport in town - from tube trains to overground trains, buses to cable cars, and of course (when absolutely necessary) my own two feet - in order to get from one station to another.
 
But actually, the fact that I've not yet used the Waterloo & City Line is precisely because it takes you from one station to another... quite literally.
 
It must be the most pointless route map of any line on the network, but sure enough, above the doors of the train I catch from one station (Waterloo) to another (Bank) is the following informative gem...
 
Don't think I'll be getting lost on this particular journey...
 
The Waterloo & City Line was opened in 1898 (when Bank station was called 'City') and transports the many commuters who work in the City of London and who arrive at Waterloo from their homes in Hampshire and Surrey.
 
It is fully underground, and does not connect to any other line directly, so all the trains on this service have to be brought in and out by being lowered onto the tracks by hoist via an access shaft to the west of Waterloo Station.
 
It's the shortest line on the network at just under 1.5 miles from station to station and the journey time is approximately four minutes from end to end, which means that my enjoyment of this hitherto un-visited tube line is over practically as soon as it's begun. Nevertheless, I feel it's an appropriate end to the day - allowing me to cross off yet another entire line off the map.
 
There'll soon be nothing left...

Tuesday, 27 June 2017

'The Final Countdown'

Day 91
 
Walthamstow Central - Walthamstow Queen's Road - Wandsworth Road - Wanstead - Wanstead Park
 
Well, here we are then - the final letter of the alphabet (at least, as far as tube station names are concenred).
 
It's taken me a long time to get here - far longer than I anticipated - and there's still a pretty long way to go. Forty more stations in fact - the largest number of any letter on the tube map. How generous of TFL to give me the longest list of names right at the end of my journey...
 
***
I start this morning way up in the north-east corner of the tube map, at the top of the Victoria Line.
 
Walthamstow Central
 
Walthamstow Central is the first of two stations in Walthamstow, the other being just around the corner - an Overground station called Walthamstow Queen's Road. Since they're so close it seems to make sense to visit and photograph both stations first and then explore the area surrounding them and common to both.
 
At first I'm a little confused, as there seems to be an Overground station across the road also called Walthamstow Central, and I wonder whether this is the one I'm looking for. Have they changed the name without telling me? But this station is actually connected to the Victoria Line station via a subway and is one of the new additions to the map in recent years (which, as I have previously explained, I'm not counting as part of my journey, which is based on the December 2013 map).
 
Walthamstow Queen's Road is actually a short way beyond this new station and is tucked away in some back streets (though not, it seems, on the road after which it is named). To get to it you used to have to head south from the tube station down the main road - Hoe Street - and then west along one of the back streets, a walk of some 500 metres.
 
Ray Dudley Way
It seems that some people felt this was too inconvenient a distance to walk, and a pioneering local campaigner by the name of Ray Dudley was so persistent in asking the council to build a connecting footpath between the two stations that they eventually gave in and did so.
 
The resulting narrow walkway - which reduces the distance between the two stations to a much more manageable 300 metres  - now bears Ray's name, although the council were clearly a little miffed at being forced into doing the work, because they took revenge on poor Mr Dudley by sticking a couple of rubbish bins directly in front of the sign bearing his name.
 
 
 
 
The rewards of persistence... and the edge of the bins obscuring the accolade.
 
The station itself is not a particularly impressive affair.
 
Walthamstow Queen's Road
 
It was originally just called 'Walthamstow' (whereas Walthamstow Central, when it opened, was called 'Hoe Street' station) and since, as I have mentioned, it isn't actually on the 'Queen's Road' contained in its name, but some 250m north of this, you wonder why they changed the name at all.
 
I walk to Hoe Street - which is just an average high street, if perhaps a little down at heel.
 
Hoe Street
 
The name Walthamstow is, apparently, from the Old English 'Wilcumestowe', meaning 'place of welcome'. I'm not, I have to say, overwhelmed by an abundance of welcome when I arrive - merely the usual mixture of indifference and (as soon as people see my camera) suspicion.
 
However, since this reaction is fairly typical of London as a whole, I don't hold it against Walthamstow in particular for fitting in with the norm - I'm just disappointed it doesn't live up to its name.
 
This is perhaps exacerbated by the fact that the weather forecasters have predicted rain for today - following our recent heatwave - and lo and behold, the heavens open as I'm caught in the open on Hoe Street.
 
There is, however, a shopping centre ('The Mall') to the west of Walthamstow Central station, and I make a dash for its cover - hoping too that it might provide a few more interesting shops than Hoe Street does.
 
Sadly not.
 
There's a pound shop and a second hand electronics exchange shop, a discount fashion shop and a few shoe shops - useful for the locals perhaps but not much to tempt me. I opt for a quick coffee while the rain pours down outside.
 
It eases off after only a shot while, so I head out again and north of the centre to the imposing and impressive edifice that is the Town Hall.
 
Walthamstow Town Hall
 
The building was built in the 1930s and its art deco design was the work of one Philip Dalton Hepworth, who won a competition to design the new council headquarters.
 
There's something vaguely European about it, which seems somewhat out of place in the urban shabbiness that is the rest of Walthamstow - you could easily imagine yourself in Vienna or Berlin, were it not for the red double-deckers kicking up the spray behind me.
 
The rain keeps coming and going, and I think I've seen most, if not all, that Walthamstow has to offer, so I head back to the station, and to my next destination.
 
***
Wandsworth Road is another Overground station, this time to the south of London in North Clapham.

Wandsworth Road

The road from which it takes its name is a long one - starting in Vauxhall and ending at Lavender Hill, to the west of here. And even this is just one section of the much longer A3036, which starts at Westminster Bridge opposite the Houses of Parliament and continues until Wandsworth where it merges with the A3 to Portsmouth.

It's a shame therefore, that this particular stretch of it is rather dull.

I've already visited Clapham, to the south, and Stockwell, to the east, so I'm restricted in the area I can explore.

There is, curiously, one place of interest here, though you'd never know it from the outside, and would be quite justified in walking right past it without realising that it is, in fact, a National Trust property.

575 Wandsworth Road
Unlike many of their properties, which include stately homes, ruined abbeys and other such picturesque historical buildings, the property they look after here is a dilapidated looking terrace hidden away behind an overgrown garden.

Number 575 Wandsworth Road was the property of a Kenyan poet called Khadambi Asalache, who bought it in 1981 and lived there until his death in 2006.

Deciding that the house (which had previously been occupied by squatters) was in need of some redecoration, he spent his time there carving intricate fretwork panels from old doors and boxes, which he attached to pretty much every spare surface around the building.

When he died he left the house to the National Trust, who have undertaken some conservation work in order to maintain the building and its decorative woodwork.

Unfortunately you can only get inside the house by arranging a pre-booked tour, and these only run from Thursday to Sunday each week. Today being a Tuesday I'm out of luck, so I take a couple of photos of what I can see of the gloomy interior and the occasional glimpse of the intricate fretwork.

Taking DIY to a new level...
The National Trust website page for the property gives you a better idea of what you can see if you ever decide to pay the place a visit yourselves. For me though, there's nothing else to keep me in this part of town, so I head on once again.

***
And it's back to the north east of London - this time on the Central Line to Wanstead.

Wanstead

Wanstead is the first station on the Hainault (or Fairlop) Loop, and also (as far as I'm concerned) the last - since I've visited all of the others on that little stretch of the Central Line.

It's a Charles Holden design, but not - I would say - one of his more interesting ones, being just a simple square block.

High Street

There's an attractive High Street to the north of the station, the other end of which I explored when I visited Snaresbrook not so long ago. To the south of this is George Green - a fairly plain bit of open space with a few trees and an old water pump at one corner.

George Green Water Pump

Open space is a bit of a theme in the Wanstead area. Between here and my next stop - Wanstead Park station - to the south, there's pretty much little else other than huge swathes of open space - an area which goes by the name of the Wanstead Flats (which tells you something about what you can expect from the landscape).

This is the southernmost part of Epping Forest and covers over 300 acres, comprising mainly grassland.

Since my next stop is about 2km from Wanstead station - on the southern edge of the Flats - I decide to take a bus down to Wanstead Park station, which will allow me to get a good view of the scenery from the top deck as I travel past.

Wanstead Park

Despite its name, Wanstead Park station doesn't appear to be anywhere near the patch of ground called Wanstead Park at all. It's a little confusing, given the way all the greenery around here seems to merge together, but from what I can gather Wanstead Park is actually to the north-east of the Flats and - in the usual perverse way of such things - is actually much closer to Wanstead station than to Wanstead Park station.

From Wanstead Park Station it's a short walk to the south-westernmost tip of Wanstead Flats, and I take a brief stroll into the grasslands.

Wanstead Flats

They certainly live up to their name.

Being part of Epping Forest there are a fair few trees around, but the view is dominated by the vast empty space that stretches out ahead of you.

I'm sure the local canine population have a whale of a time bounding across the grassland, but my own interest fades after only a brief wander around the small corner of the Flats in which I find myself.

And so another day draws to a close, and the first five stations of the final forty have been ticked off my list. There really can't be that many days travelling left for me on this journey. What will I do with myself when it's all over.......?

Saturday, 24 June 2017

'Yesterday, Today And Tomorrow'

Day 90
 
Uxbridge - Vauxhall - Victoria
 
So, having only just failed to complete the letter U last time, and with only two "Vs" to visit, today promises to be the day I cross off two letters of the alphabet in one fell swoop.
 
I start the day with a jaunt out west, to the final "U" - Uxbridge. It's the terminus of both the Piccadilly Line and Metropolitan Line (although both have other branches terminating elsewhere) and is another station designed by that old friend of ours - Charles Holden.
 
Uxbridge
 
Not that you'd immediately spot this fact, or indeed (without the give-away blue signage) that the station is actually a station at all.
 
The entrance is tucked into the middle of a crescent-shaped façade of shop fronts, and if it weren't for the ornate scrolls on the top of the building and the blue Underground sign over the doorway, you be forgiven for assuming it was the entrance to the public lavatories or something.
 
Inside the station is another minor oddity - time in the form of some stained glass windows designed by the late Hungarian artist, Ervin Bossányi (1891-1975), who - among other places - also made stained glass for York Minster, Canterbury Cathedral, the Tate Gallery and the Victoria & Albert Museum.
 
Stained Glass in the station
 
Immediately outside the station is a sculpture by Anita Lafford called 'Anticipation'. It was unveiled by the Queen when she visited in 2002 for her Golden Jubilee, and presumably the anticipation in question is that of waiting to see Her Majesty - rather than being dragged around M&S with your mum yet again...
 
"Anticipation"
 
Plaque on the sculpture
 
Beyond the sculpture the station opens out onto a pedestrianised High Street that runs north to south and has two large shopping centres on it, as well as a variety of other outlets.
 
It's a strange mix of the old and new, with ancient-looking buildings nestling between the gleaming glass and steel of modern office blocks and shopping centres.
 
The place has certainly seen some history - most notably the (failed) attempt to reach an agreement between the Royalists and Parliamentarians in the English Civil War in 1645. Uxbridge lay between the King's stronghold in Oxford and the Roundheads' base in London, and the venue for the meeting was The Crown (now The Crown and Treaty) pub just north of the town centre.
 
Crown & Treaty Pub
 
The pub is just by the Grand Union Canal and I spend a pleasant few minutes walking along the towpath. Again the quaintly painted narrow-boats are reminiscent of the past, while behind them the modern world intrudes in the shape of business parks and air-conditioned offices.
 
Grand Union Canal
 
Strolling back southwards through the town the mixture of old and new is quite striking.
 
High Street - and St. Margaret's Church
 
The church just off the High Street is St. Margaret's (the original parish church) which has been here since at least 1245..... It's now tucked away behind one of the High Street's many coffee shops.
 
Other old buildings are now given over to restaurant chains or accountancy firms and have become little more than picturesque façades.
 
Ye Olde Zizzi
 
Having therefore exhausted the charms of Uxbridge's High Street, I cross the final "U" off my list and head once more into central London to the first of the "Vs".
 
***
Both Vauxhall and the second (and last) "V" station, Victoria, are on the Victoria Line and are only two stops apart - separated by Pimlico.
 
Vauxhall
 
Vauxhall is not - as you may have supposed - named after a Luton-based car manufacturer, but instead gets its name from a certain Falkes (or Fawkes) de Breauté - a high ranking soldier who served King John in the 13th Century.
 
His home in this part of London was called Fawkes Hall, which later became corrupted to Vauxhall.
 
In fact, the car company was originally founded in this part of town, so gets its name from the area - rather than the other way round - and its Griffin logo comes from the heraldic device of the aforementioned de Breauté.
 
The word 'Vauxhall' has also, for some strange reason, been adopted by the Russian language as the standard word for a train station - "Вокза́л" (pronounced "Vokzal"). There are various suggestions as to why this might be, the simplest being that some visiting Russians saw the word above the station entrance and assumed it was the generic term, rather than the specific name of this station.
 
On the other hand, the word is also used in Russian to mean a 'pleasure garden' and Vauxhall Pleasure Garden is just around the corner from here (as we shall shortly see) so it may have come from that first.
 
Either way, the connection with Russia is in many ways ironic, since the major landmark in the area is the huge building known as Vauxhall Cross - or the headquarters of MI6, the Secret Intelligence Service.
 
SIS HQ
 
I first showed you this building from across the river, when I visited Pimlico, but it's equally distinctive from what is (presumably) its front entrance on Albert Embankment. Which is odd, when you come to think about it, because surely such a secret organisation would be trying very hard not to be distinctive. However, given the number of movies the building has now appeared in, that doesn't seem to bother them all that much.
 
Around the corner are the aforementioned Vauxhall Pleasure Gardens - one of two main parks in this area.
 
Entrance to the gardens
 
The sign at the entrance informs me that the gardens were first laid out in 1661 and were a popular place to dine, listen to music and see the visual arts, as well as to be seen yourself.
 
Vauxhall Pleasure Gardens today
 
To be honest, these days it doesn't look all that much to write home about - it's a large open space, with a few trees lining the paths, and some hanging baskets on the lamp-posts. None of the ornately decorated buildings you can see in the historic pictures on the sign above. It seems modern life has eroded the historical landscape as much here as it has in Uxbridge.
 
There's also, to one side of the park, a city farm.
 
City Farm
 
This too is rather uninspiring, certainly compared with the one I saw not too long ago at Stepney Green. There seem to be only a few donkeys mooching about in a couple of the fields outside the main building (which looks like a former church) and the rest of the fields are empty.
 
 
Columns at the
park entrance
 
 
 
 
I leave the park, mildly disappointed, and head to the other park which is to the south of this one - pausing only to take a photo of the two 18m high columns which mark the entrance to the pleasure gardens and which, frankly, are the most impressive thing about it.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
The second park in Vauxhall is called (wait for it...) Vauxhall Park.
 
Vauxhall Park
 
This too is just your basic bit of greenery - though with rather more trees than the Pleasure Gardens - and with an unusual little collection of model houses in one corner.
 
Model Houses
 
These were the work of one Edgar Wilson of Norwood in 1949, who seemed to make a habit of modelling little houses. Another set of his works can be found in (of all places) Melbourne, Australia.
 
Information on the models
 
It's all a bit twee and a bit odd. Apparently Mr Wilson made many sets of such houses, but only the ones here and in Melbourne survive. Were the others vandalised? Lost in transit? Or did developers move in and build a model office block on top of them? Who knows...
 
I head back to Vauxhall station to head north to Victoria, but before I leave I take a wider-view photo of the station to include the bus depot that sits above the underground station, and the two enormous solar panels that jut upwards from this.
 
Vauxhall Bus Depot
 
They provide a large part of the electricity for the bus depot, which is admirable - but I have to say that to me the whole thing resembles a pair of chopsticks resting in a bowl of Chinese food...
 
***
And finally, just a couple of stops along the Victoria Line, I reach the station of the same name.
 
Victoria
 
In fact the station, the street it's on and the whole surrounding area are all of course named after Queen Victoria.
 
Unlike many of the places I've visited, there are actually quite a few points of interest within the station itself, rather than in the wider area (though there are those too).
 
Firstly the station is not just an underground station but also a Main Line Railway Station, opened in 1860 to provide a terminus north of the river Thames for services from the south of the country. Previously these had stopped south of the river.
 
Then there's the fact that Victoria Station is the London Terminus of the world famous Orient Express train. It leaves here (apparently) from Platform 2 - though there's no sign of it while I'm here.
 
Plaque to
The Unknown Warrior
Finally, just around the corner from another platform - number 8 - is a plaque commemorating a very special (and final) journey taken by one traveller following the end of the First World War.
 
 
The 'Unknown Warrior' is buried in Westminster Abbey "amongst the kings" to represent the thousands of British soldiers killed in the first war.
 
 
It was the idea of an army chaplain - the Rev. David Railton - who had served at the front and seen a grave marked in pencil with the phrase 'an unknown British soldier'. The plan met with the support of the Prime Minister David Lloyd George and the soldier - selected at random - was brought to England via Dover.
 
 
The train carrying the coffin arrived at Victoria on the 10th November 1920 and remained there overnight before the coffin was taken to Westminster Abbey for burial the following day.
 
Victoria lines...
 
In the station concourse the floor is covered with a network of coloured lines - reminiscent of the tube map - which are actually easily followed directions to the various areas of the station. This is a great idea - far easier than trying to locate the elusive overhead signs you normally get, which invariably lead you in one direction, before another sign points you down a completely contradictory path. I don't know why Victoria is the only station to have this system, but I'd love to see it adopted elsewhere. 
 
The underground part of Victoria Station is - in fact - two connected stations built over 100 years apart. The District and Circle Line station first opened in 1868, while the Victoria Line section opened in 1969.
 
Outside the station the area is largely taken up with gleaming office blocks - though even among these temples of modernity there are one or two historical curiosities.
 
For instance, in front of the Victoria Palace Theatre (currently being refurbished behind huge screens) is this diminutive version of one of London's most famous landmarks.
 
Little Ben

"Little Ben" was erected in 1892, taken down for an extended period of restoration in the 60s, and finally replaced here in 1981.


The restoration was undertaken with sponsorship from a French Oil Company - ELF Aquitaine - "as a gesture of Franco-British friendship", and the hands of the clock are set permanently for Daylight Saving (British Summer) Time, which means that during the winter months the time is correct for France, while in summer it is correct for the UK.




History of Little Ben
 
A little rhyme on the front of the clock offers an "apology for summer time":

"My hands you may retard or may advance
My heart beats true for England as for France"

The clock was once again removed and restored between 2012 and 2016, while work was also being undertaken at Victoria Station.

Around the corner from both the station and Little Ben is another example of a more historic building struggling to avoid being crowded out by all the gleaming modern offices.

Westminster Cathedral
This is Westminster Cathedral - not to be confused with Westminster Abbey (where our friend the Unknown Warrior found his final resting place - and where Kings, Queens and other luminaries have been married, crowned and interred for centuries) - that's to the east of here and I'll be visiting it when I visit Westminster station in the near future.

Westminster Cathedral is the main Catholic Cathedral in England and Wales (whereas the Abbey is a Church of England edifice). It was built at the turn of the 19th and 20th Centuries, opening in 1903, and was designed by the architect John Francis Bentley in the Byzantine style of the east, centred around Constantinople.



The building is striking with its striped brickwork and ornate mosaics - both inside and out.

Front Entrance


Looking inside

In front of the cathedral is a large paved square with tables and chairs dotted around, at which - it seems - the local office-workers take their lunchtime breaks.



I don't join them - my day is done and I'm happy to leave this concrete and glass jungle and head back home.





There's a more modern entrance to the tube station nearby which seems, for some unfathomable reason, to have been covered in Braille.

The new entrance, with its hidden message...

I have no idea what the outside of the building is telling me, nor indeed how anyone is supposed to read it, since many of the panels are higher than most people can reach.

Of course, this means I can give my imagination free reign and assume that it says something very rude about all the tourists passing obliviously by. Of course, it could equally be an injunction to 'pick up litter' or 'mind the gap' - who knows...

In any case, leaving yet another clashing mixture of ancient history and modern commerce behind me, I head home at the end of a very successful day. I've crossed off two letters of the alphabet, and am - or will be next time - very firmly in the home straight! Woo-hoo!