with around 57,000 people entering.
There was an American geezer sitting opposite us on Wednesday,
who was definitely strung out on something stronger than
coffee! He was so impatient!
Kept complaining loudly about the train being still as slow as back
in the Victorian age, (like he would know – punk)
about how Japanese trains were like bullets, (whatever).
Every station we pulled into, he would groan,
5 more stops, 4 more stops, 3 more stops.
When we stood up to get off, I smiled at him,
“2 more stops”.
He wasn’t amused.
But I digress.
Sir John Soane’s Museum.
When you stand outside, you see a building like many others in that row.
But when you step inside, it’s like passing through a stargate, like being transported into another world.
one treasure chest after another,
packed with artefacts, books, statues, art.
Sir John was an architect, and a very great one by all accounts.
His father was a bricklayer, would you believe?
If you are interested, here’s a link to his life. Fascinating.
(1753 – 1837)
Soane’s greatest work was The Bank of England,
but the house at Lincoln’s Inn Fields (which is/was actually 2/3 houses) is now a national centre for the study of architecture.
The number of art works and architectural artefacts in this little museum will blow your mind. And when you consider that he collected it ALL during his lifetime, THAT is crazy.
Especially since he was a very prolific architect too!
But what’s more, he had a law passed which stipulated that his home would become a museum of the State, provided it stayed EXACTLY as he left it at the time of his death in 1837
There is a particularly special room: the Picture Room.
But on closer inspection,
you notice brackets and hinges on the wall…
Quite the Morality Tale I’d say.
1: The Heir
2: The Levée
3. The Orgy
4. The Arrest
5. The Marriage
6. The Gaming House
7. The Prison
8: The Madhouse
In a nutshell: Had it all. Lost it all.
Anyway, I just wanted to open the front door for you,
just as Jim did for us,
and point you in the direction of the museum,
should you ever be in London.
Love & Hugs,