This innocuous building on Garratt Lane in Wandsworth has had a host of different purposes including a cinema from 1908 to the late 1920s.
One of things I love about the London Underground is its visual identity which is all over the place. It’s so quirky because the lines all developed in different ways with different origins. The Victoria Line was built after the system was nationalised. Anyway, it was decided that all the stations should have their own tiled motifs set in the bench recesses. Here are a few of them.
For as long as I can remember, this showroom has been selling secondhand luxury cars on the Uxbridge Road in Hanwell.
[Update] A recent revelation via the Twitter account @EalingCinema is that the building was once a cinema called the Coronation Hall Picture Palace, a rather grandiose name, I feel. Here it is on a map from 1914, and you can also see the Grand Electric Theatre (latterly the Tudor) on Cherington Road.
I have also found the listings for them in Kelly’s Directory of Middlesex, 1914.
(This post was first published in January.)
I’ve always wondered why Hanwell doesn’t have a war memorial. I guess it is something to do with the Hanwell Urban District Council being small and then being absorbed into Ealing Council in 1926. I wonder if the Ealing war memorial does include Hanwell war dead. I think I have written myself into a project.
Anyway, there is a memorial to the boy scouts of Hanwell who fell in both wars. It and the surrounding trees are in Churchfields Recreation Ground near the Wharncliffe Viaduct.
I travelled across London to get my haircut. In order to justify this I went for a walk around Walthamstow with a diversion to Chingford.
Many years ago I went on a work’s night out at Walthamstow dogs. I’m not sure I’m that happy about the idea of greyhound racing now but then it was a fun night out. I’m glad they aren’t knocking it all down and I suspect the replacement is more unaffordable housing.
Talking of Art Deco, Walthamstow Town Hall is a fine example (and it is massive).
I was intrigued by these handprints on a mirrored window at the nearby magistrates’ court.
I caught a bus to Chingford (first things that come to mind when I think of Chingford is Norman Tebbit and Birds of a Feather). I got off at the station and the first thing I saw was Epping Forest (and a golf course). It is odd to see this view in London.
I went back to Walthamstow and saw the three best ghost signs I’ve seen in ages all around the St James Street area.
And after I ate the most delicious fast food that I have had in ages (totally fresh gözleme from the Yildrim Bakery) standing on the platform at St James Street station looking at a ruined pub:
I took a self portrait to show off my grey hair and my great new haircut by Claire.
I may have lived here nearly 20 years but it was only today that my attention was arrested by this sign for The Market at the top of Studley Grange Road. Essentially it means that SGR begins about 20 metres south of Boston Road. I’m intrigued by what was at the top of the road on the other side where the flats are – Victorian houses that were pulled down or maybe there were shops and other businesses there?