Sunday, 20 July 2014
Thursday, 17 July 2014
Round About Finsbury Park and Holloway Road
Now I know that these are called corbels, I shall take a photo of them at every opportunity. The ones on Mountgrove road are pleasantly arranged as single large features between each shop front, as opposed to different ones on each shop ...
Another sighting of iron ventilation grill above a shop window, as seen in Marylebone the other week ...
Mountgrove Road was once part of the small but mighty Borough of Stoke Newington (1901-1965) ...
Round the corner on Blackstock Road, inventive use of what was surely an iron hanger for pawnbroker's balls ...
A roof-garden that has seen better days, replete with flag ...
A pleasing pub sign, the letters made of multiple joined tiles ...
Blue walls ...
I have no idea what date this sign is ... the paint looks fresh but 'paperhanging' sounds fairly old-fashioned /// 1970s?
The sun casts an impressionist shadow of a rooftop on a nearby wall ...
A humdrum building, possibly once a pub, now all shops at ground level, distinguished most by this clumsy-looking date inscription ...
No idea why Churchill painted on Blackstock Road, although café adjoining this wall may be part of the reason ...
The bird is more pleasing to the eye (although not as good as the peacock at Angel) ...
Unusual sign, in that no postcode (suggests Victorian) and the 'Islington'. Also, odd use of full stops.
Finsbury Park Station ... struggling to recall why 'Great Northern Electrics' ... Wikipedia assures me this ' is the name of the suburban rail services run on the southern end of Britain's East Coast Main Line and associated branches.'
Another rooftop in need of some work, with inadvertent hanging garden ...
The George Robey, a famous music venue in the 1970s, much decayed when I played a gig here in 1994, now awaiting gentri-flat-ification. We shared a bill with 'Maniac Squat', an excellent but archetypal ska/OI! band whose main song was called 'F*CK OFF!'.
Absolutely mystifying arrangement of bricks on Seven Sisters Road.
Landlines, now verging on an anachronism, but, from the right angle, like marvellous webs in the sky ...
Typical Victorian decorative railing/gatepost ...
The face of fear (end of a shop sign, Holloway Road) ...
Once a grand entrance to a late-Victorian Department store. The shop exterior still stands, but the rest has been cut up into multiple modern premises.
Once a cinema, now a Wetherspoons ...
Fairly cheap-looking (and oddly placed in what looks like Edwardian block of flats) clock.
This building mystifies me ... corner location might suggest a pub, but the architecture and plaque suggests a house. Note the discrepancy on the roof, and the cream colouring on the left giving the impression of a sepia photograph of the original blurring into the present ...
Next door, at some point, someone at 215 Holloway Road thought they needed a painted house number on the second floor, just below the guttering.
Projecting iron support for sign (guest house?) on corner of Gillespie Road.
The beautiful tiling at Arsenal tube station ...
Then back home to Clissold park, and its finest residents ...
Wednesday, 2 July 2014
Pentonville to Oxford Street
Beginning on Pentonville Road, which used to be completely lined with Victorian terraces. Clues abound in these decorative corbels (phrase I've learned today from @Londonographer) which can be seen bookmarking modern shop signs all along the road in odd places. You see them in loads of London shop fronts ...
The bottom of the hill and one of my favourite streets signs, since it's not obvious to anyone that it's a bridge at all (it covers the underground railway; although may also hint at the course of the River Fleet which lies below). Also, because it's two signs bolted side-by-side ...
The kink in the road after King's Cross is great for picture-postcard views of St. Pancras Station ... note the (looks tiny here) black Britannia on top of the station ... we'll come back to her ...
Here's the beautiful station roof ...
and here's a close-up on Britannia herself. Arguably, she looks better from a distance. Nice trident, though.
The suspicion that TfL put this tube roundel here solely for photo opportunities persists ...
This could have been taken at any time in the last 150 years, except that the gaslights now harbour security cameras ...
Erosion of the original decorative stone near the Euston Road ... the nearer to the road (left) the worse it is ...
Above, some lovely decorative ironwork ...
Moving down the road, past the British Library, to Chalfont Street, and the Rising Sun (now the Rocket), a late 1890s public house in a grand style ...
Note the early street sign with just NW (i.e. no number) ...
Next door, how could any ardent lover resist this place?
Euston Fire-Station, similar age to the pub, trying to blend in with what was once (before its destruction in the 1960s) a classical masterpiece of a station ... hence EVSTON ...
Egyptian-style lotus-flower and spearhead railings in Euston Square, and signs of an Open Day at nearby UCL ...
Someone, meanwhile, has smeared tomato ketchup into the O of Stockport on the Grecian station lodge which lists all the Victorian destinations ... of course they have.
More Egyptian influence, rather creepy really, opposite the Wellcome Institute ...
Drummond Street, I think possibly the area under threat from HS2 redevelopment. Here, a very typical, bog-standard Victorian terrace, promises SIZZLING BOMBAY ...
Apparently there used to be a new age astrology sort of shop below, which perhaps explains this ...
These randomly placed Victorian-style (or possibly Victorian) gates, however, are inexplicable ...
On Albany Street, behind Regent's Park, the home of Henry Mayhew, the great 1840s social investigator, whose records of the poor in Victorian London have inspired so many people with curiosity about the era ...
Some perfectly wrought railings ...
And someone very determined that you don't sit on their wall ...
The lettering is great, but I can't warm to Nash's Regency monoliths that overlook the park ...
Subtle advertising by the railing manufacturers ... Peachey of Regent Street ...
This is magnificent ... the lettering is raised on this decorative pillar, but either originally, or after the raised lettering eroded, they also added faux raised letters, done by a sign painter ...
Burglar (and neighbour?) prevention methods along the grand balconies ...
Base of an early gaslight from George IV's time ...
York Terrace East, and some remarkable back-doors ...
An Egyptian-style boot-scraper, no less ...
and a Grecian gaslight ... don't think you see this anywhere else in London ...
Just you so are aware that you're leaving the Crown Estate, York Gate is suitably decorated. A sign here explains these gates originally belonged in Hyde Park but moved here for the Diamond Jubilee. Not sure how roving gates celebrates a jubilee, but there you go.
Across the road, some astonishing angels on Marylebone Church ...
although the building itself is not entirely welcoming, perhaps ...
Down to Marylebone High Street, with a defunct ?1940s? sign for a holistic hospital ...
This sign, meanwhile, presumably altered to notify of a change from 'High Street' to 'Marylebone High Street' ... the 'LATE' oddly 1960s/70s?
In Grotto Passage (the name reflecting, I think, when there used to be a Georgian pleasure garden hereabouts) one of the earliest Ragged Schools in London (I think they started in 1844). Presumably it was a converted warehouse ... had no idea one survived ...
Reminded here of Google Street View ... the arrows come alive!
A bollard belonging to St. ... Mary ... Le ... Bone ...
A slightly sentimental statue of a 'street orderly boy' donated by a local Alderman in the 1940s ... street orderlies were lads employed to sweep horse dung off the streets, by the way.
On Chiltern Street, an 1880s fire station is now a restaurant/bar (sigh) ... but still harbours these brave fireman out front ...
Down Marylebone Lane to Oxford Street, which actually has some nice stuff above the shops ... here's a very welcoming lady above the Swatch shop ... presuming this was a pub ... and now home.
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