Walk: From Muck to Money
Today, back with Laurence Summers and the 45+ Not Grumpies! This walk was From Muck to Money. Made it in good time - time, in fact, to mosey to the nearest shop and grab a Mars Bar. By the time I moseyed back, the crowd had gathered - and it was a larger crowd than usual, today! Must've been the spring-like weather.. I regretted not bringing my sunglasses.
Well, we started with the tale of that brewery flood - which I had heard before, on his Soho Walk. Today's walk, however, covered quite different ground - for example, I didn't know that Queen Matilda founded St. Giles' Church! At the time, it was attached to a monastery and leper hospital.. and around the side is a wonderfully detailed panel, depicting Christ in the centre, with the Saved to His right, and - of course - the Damned to his left:
Over the side stands what used to be a storehouse.. and apparently, the very tall door would be useful to pass very tall scenery backdrops through!
Today, the church was providing outreach services to those who needed them - showers, food, hot drinks, haircuts, counselling.. and the taking of photos by our group was, I'm afraid, rather frowned upon. I managed to snap off these before we were told off:
Not far away, we came across the site of the Endell Street Military Hospital, used during the First World War - and distinguishable by the fact that it was staffed entirely by women! The slogan "Deeds Not Words" was that of the Women's Social and Political Union - the one founded by the Pankhursts, whose members had eventually become known as Suffragettes..
And we were ably informed about this by one of the group, who herself is preparing to be a guide!
No longer working, mind - customers passing underneath obviously wouldn't appreciate a dousing.. Oh, and I'm sure I've heard about this one before, but had forgotten:
The present pillar at the centre of Seven Dials was unveiled by (now-abdicated) Queen Beatrix of the Netherlands - which seems odd, until you realise it was erected in 1989, which was the 300th anniversary of the accession of William of Orange to the English, Scottish,and Irish thrones!
(It's actually a replica of the original, which was removed, and subsequently erected as a memorial to Frederica, Duchess of York, wife of Frederick, Duke of York, second son of George III..)
Speaking of addresses, we duly found ourselves at #84 Charing Cross Road - which gave its name to a book, then a film:
All in all, just a lovely day for a stroll around the leafy surrounds of Seven Dials - one of the most pleasant walks I've been on. And so, on to lunch upstairs at The Porcupine, in a room dedicated to Noel Coward:
Laurence and I both had the chicken schnitzel - which had the distinction of arriving last! Described on the menu as being "smothered" in garlic butter, nonetheless the teeny drop of it we had, as I remarked, would have had trouble smothering anything. Still, it was fine - and very welcome, by that stage. I wasn't mad about the chips, mind.
There just wasn't anything chocolatey enough for me! (Sorry, Nutella does NOT count.) And sorry to report, although they do whiskey, and they do coffee.. they do not combine them as Irish coffee.. as our server explained, "We're Italian!".. Cool decor though.
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