Signs of life in Bloomsbury

Bloomsbury1 Bloomsbury3

Or perhaps the School of Life? No matter, Bloomsbury remains the undiscovered gem of London, the British Museum its gate, moat and castle wrapped into one. ‘Stop. Do not come forward. Here is Bloomsbury’s waiting room but you will require further scrutiny before travelling beyond our gates.’

Bloomsbury6

New cafes are popping up, particularly around Marchmont street

Bloomsbury8

A past of political giants and literary heavy weights

Bloomsbury7

And never forget the independent bookstore

Bloomsbury is a neighbourhood scarred by its proximity to King’s Cross, though even that area is finally coming out of the slum-times to be shiny and bright, even desirable. The odd thing is, Bloomsbury feels like it should be desirable – and it can be – though at other times it is overrun by an almost impossible array of horrible hotels and boarding houses. Sometimes, it feels like a secret, a little bit naughty, a little bit risqué. Bohemian times. Chattering times.

Bloomsbury14

A dedication to Hiroshima in Tavistock Square

Bloomsbury12

Statue of Gandhi

Bloomsbury13

Gandhi studied law round the corner from Tavistock Square. On a sunny afternoon, it’s blissful though in my head always shrouded in shadow, in winter an impenetrable marshland. There’s something of the halfway house round here, a place where tourist plonk their bods exhausted from sightseeing and busy roads just seem a little too close for tranquil repose.

Bloomsbury18

Tagore with a paint job courtesy of our flying friends

Bloomsbury16 Bloomsbury17

I have never heard of Gordon Square. It’s unremarkable – though acquires an edge as a secret London holds close to its heart. You could walk by this square a billion times and never even think of stepping foot in it. Really, it’s that unassuming.

Bloomsbury19

Looking a bit like a racing track, this square was severed in half by the university’s expansion in the 70s

Bloomsbury20

Woburn Square. Much longer in former incarnations. Once you could pretty much walk from King’s Cross to Russell Square without stepping out from under the shade of London Plane trees. This square is underused, perhaps forlorn. Still, I wouldn’t mind having it as my back garden.

Bloomsbury21

These delightful green boxes are actually caffs for taxi drivers with pleasing prices to match.

Bloomsbury22

 

A bit of London tourist porn. A beautiful green cafe and a lovely red telephone box. If London ever loses either of these little landmarks, I will be a very sad person indeed. Tourists (including me) dream of these London icons. We come to the city for them.

Bloomsbury24

The exuberant Russell Hotel.

Bloomsbury23

The last square is also everyone’s favourite. Russell Square has become the beating heart of Bloomsbury once again. Dreamy, even sublime, you reach levels of peacefulness just by stepping into it.

 

 

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s

%d bloggers like this: