Showing posts with label Barbican. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Barbican. Show all posts

Thursday, 1 December 2022

Bye-bye Museum of London

Monday 28th November 2022

I took a last opportunity to visit the Museum Of London before it closes for ever on December 4th. Some time in 2026 a replacement “London Museum” should open in the former Smithfield Market buildings. Apparently they need to close now to begin moving the exhibits to the as-yet-unbuilt and as-yet-not-got-planning-permission replacement. This seems a bit early to me though it can’t be anything to do with making the existing site available for the planned redevelopment as soon as possible I’m sure.
 
 Museum of London, London Wall.
 
Anyway, time to re-acquaint myself with some of the exhibits in the existing museum which covers the whole time period from before London existed to the late 20th century.
Starting off at the same time as a large group of small, loud, and hi-vis clad school kids for the proper museum experience into the London before London bit, lots of pre-history artefacts, stones, bones and blades - the latter proving the most interesting to the smaller, louder visitors.
 
 Museum of London, London Wall. Swords.
 
I managed to lose them somewhere in the Roman period and by Early Medieval could browse without fear of obstruction - or treading on one. There’s a lot of Roman London with reconstructed Roman “shops”. Also some high quality sculptures from the London Mithraeum, which is somewhere else I must visit. On through the middle ages, in the earliest parts of which London was abandoned and into the period when the city was really built up in size and importance. Through plague and fire, both of which have large displays, and into the Georgian era. Something I’d missed on previous visits (and nearly walked by again) is the Wellclose Square wooden prison cell c.1750, the walls of which are covered in incised graffiti.
 
 Museum of London, London Wall. Wellclose Square prison cell c.1750
 
Amongst the carved names and pictures I was able to make out the following ode:
 
"The Cubards Empty
To Our Sorrow
But Hope it will
Be Full to Morrow"
 
I hope the author wasn’t locked up for their poetry.
 
Descending the stairs to ground level you enter the 19th century, the age of empire, and the recreated Victorian street scenes with shops, bank, tobacconists, and even an easily missed (not in that sense) public urinal.
 
 Museum of London, London Wall. Victorian Walk.
 
 Museum of London, London Wall. Victorian Walk.
 
 Museum of London, London Wall. Victorian Walk.
 
I’ll be amazed if this gets recreated in the new museum - especially the tobacco shop - so I made sure to take photos of most of iy for posterity. After the Victorians the displays move into the 20th century, two world wars and the massive changes that they brought to the City of London and to the population therein. There is hardly a museum in this country that doesn’t play to this country’s pre-occupation with historical wars but despite the huge impact on London of the second bout of unpleasantness the Museum of London’s coverage isn’t too full-on, focussing on the people’s stories rather than trying to recreate the “experience”.
 
Coming now to the bit of history that’s not history for some of us there is quite a bit about post-war London and cultural change through the 60s, 70s, and 80s. So here’s three things that brought back memories for me.
 
The Protein Man’s Sign
 
Stanley Owen Green (22 February 1915 – 4 December 1993), known as the Protein Man, was a human billboard in central London in the latter half of the 20th century.
For 25 years, from 1968 until 1993, Green patrolled Oxford Street with a placard recommending "protein wisdom", a low-protein diet that he said would dampen the libido and make people kinder. His 14-page self-published pamphlet, Eight Passion Proteins with Care went through 84 editions and sold 87,000 copies over 20 years.
 
 Museum of London, London Wall. Placard carried by Stanley Green aka The Protein Man.
 
I can remember seeing him in and around Oxford Street when I used to come “up West” with a schoolmate.
 
The Firestone Factory Gates
 
The gates from the Art Deco Firestone Factory, Great West Road, Brentford. Shamefully demolished by the developer Trafalgar House the Sunday before it was to be made a listed building.
 
 Museum of London, London Wall. The gates from the Firestone Factory, Great West Road, Brentford..
 
I grew up in Heston and my grandparents lived in Hounslow and can remember them and my parents talking about this when it happened.
 
Watch With Mother
 
This was a cycle of children's programmes broadcast by BBC Television from 1952 until 1975, it was the first BBC television series aimed specifically at pre-school children. We listened BBC radio's equivalent Listen with Mother as well, which had begun two years earlier. Although mother was often too busy with housework to actually watch with us. The museum has a sitting area where you can watch a small black and white telly playing excerpts from The Woodentops, The Flowerpot Men, and Andy Pandy. (Google them, OK)
 
 Museum of London, London Wall. Andy Pandy.
 
This, imprisoned behind glass, is Andy Pandy. I had a pose-able Andy Pandy figure made of rubber with a wire internal frame. As the rubber degraded over time the sharp ends of the wire would be able to poke out. It was bloody lethal and the sort of thing that would even make a modern day cheap Chinese toymaker blush! (When we got older we formed a theory that there was something going on between that bear and Looby-Lou behind Andy’s back but that’s another story.)
 
In a wonderful juxtaposition right next to the Watch With Mother room is Tom Hunter’s “Hackney Ghetto” sculpture from 1994.
 
 Museum of London, London Wall. Model of the "Hackney Ghetto".
 
I’d not seen this before. Interesting back-story and some things don’t change.
 
Whatever the new museum turns out to be it won’t be like this. Some people will no doubt regard that as a good thing. There was a display of ideas being proposed for the new museum and a story board liberally sprinkle with marketing-speak and corporate bolx but we’ll just have to wait until 2026 (if it’s not late) to find out.
 
You’ve got until Sunday 4th December to see what went before.
 
 Museum of London, London Wall.
 
 The above will be history.

Tuesday, 22 January 2019

Tropical London

Sunday 20th January 2019

The Barbican Estate in the City of London, Grade II listed fine example of British Brutalist architecture or concrete carbuncle depending on your taste (it's the former obviously) was built in the 1960s and 1980s on an area of Cripplegate Ward levelled by the Luftwaffe in World War II.

Within the estate is the Barbican Centre, Europe's largest performing arts centre. This contains spaces to host classical and contemporary music concerts, theatre performances, film screenings and art exhibitions. It also houses a library, three restaurants, and the subject of this blog post, a 23,000 square foot  conservatory containing a couple of thousand species of plants and some Koi Carp and terrapins.

The conservatory is open to the public but only on limited occasions - mostly Sunday afternoons and some Bank Holidays. There's no charge to enter though, which is a plus. Opening dates and times are on the Barbican Website. It's not immediately obvious when you get inside the Barbican Centre but the conservatory is on level 3, take the stairs or the lift. 

Inside the conservatory is divided into two main tropical sections plus a smaller arid zone on the upper level. It's an impressive green tangle of plants and trees with narrowish walkways between the beds and fishponds and even an area of tables where you can take Afternoon Tea for a mere £35 a head - including a glass of prosecco. You have to book in advance. I gave afternoon tea a miss and joined the poorer visitors wandering amongst the vegetation.


Tables for Afternoon Tea if you're feeling flush.


Carp pool.





The arid section - cacti and succulents.



Winter colour.








Hot stuff, chilli peppers!


The big fish.


Single bloom.



Big bamboo.


The conservatory is tall enough to accommodate full size trees.


The Barbican Conservatory is a bit of a hidden gem, a little bit of tropical "jungle" in the middle of the city. If you can make it on one of the few open days it's worth visiting - especially if it's January and bloody cold outside as it was on this Sunday.

There are more photos here in this Flickr Album.