One of Those Days in England travel blog

Elephant Guy

The Charterhouse

The charterhouse rules

Black Death victim

What are those ingredients again?

The big exhibit at the V & A

What happened to st George after the dragon

I checked my email and on my last day Tim has decided to give me 18 things to do. I picked one and that was to go visit the elephant man's bones at the Royal London Hospital. Across from the hospital is the townhouse Joseph Merrick "the Elephant Guy" lived. Strange story. Big E as the called him was actually making a bunch of money starring in the freak show which is something he decided to do as he no other decernable skills. The doctor took him out of the freak show to give him some dignity. The hospital didn't want him on the premises because he didn't have a disease. If he tried to check in today he could be an inpatient because of his gluten allergy. Anyway merrick sued the doctor because the doctor made unwanted sexual advances. I hung with two nurses from the hospital who were downstairs reliving old times with the bones. They had gone to nursing school at the royal hospital. The reminisced about how they had ashtrays next to the pulmonary patients. One of the still works in London the other was in from the outer islands of Scotland.

The BBC is celebrating my last night here with a special The Beatles behind the Iron Curtain. Ouroboros. How the Beatles destroyed communism. Not kidding.

Next on the hit parade was the Charterhouse. I'd seen the small park in front of it ten years ago or so because it was used as a dumping ground for bodies during the Black Death. The charterhouse itself opened to the public in February for the first time since it opened in 1348. It was a monastery, then a school for boys. William Thackeray went there and hated it. Now it's a poor old mans home. During the Tudor era it was a big mansion. Elizabeth held court there for a couple of years while they redid the TudorFishHouse. I was on a tour of pensioners. Me and 25 people who were twice my age. I asked one them if they remembered when this building was new. I was hoping for more Black Death but did get some life in the monastery tidbits. They had an official walking day away from the monastery where they could talk to their content.

Down the road is the Museum of London. I frequently go. It tells the story really well.

There is a guy on the BBC saying Pravda had an article with the headline "Shitty Beatles". Probably a review of Let It Be.

I read up on pre roman London, roman and so forth until the great fire of 1666. I couldn't take the museum any more so I walked down to St. Paul's cathedral. I decided to go to where the fire started. I read the signs and caught the #26 bus down Cannon st. It was a double decker. No room downstairs. I go upstairs, sit down. Crap the bus is going the wrong way. I rode the bus maybe 100 yards. Then I got off. I wondered what the people on the bus thought.

I got of and just walked to the monument. It's 361 ft tall. A baker's oven caught fire and burned down 75% of London between September 2 -6, 1666. Christopher wrenn rebuilt it by hand much to everyone's relief,

I took the underground back to south Kensington. I the Victoria and Albert museum is open until 10 pm but unfortunately some of the rooms were shut off. The great bed of Ware was unavailable. This was a bed Shakespeare refers to in As You Like It. There were madrigal singers and a dj. The place was booming. I was tired and have to cross an ocean tomorrow. After should of hours I left. Avoided the five guys and got a doner kebab. Not sure what it was.

The foreigners are very loud on my hall tonight. I can only hope they will check or pass out.

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