Showing posts with label Limehouse. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Limehouse. Show all posts

Sunday, 13 January 2008

Never ever go to a talk about a stained glass window.





The talk was advertised as being by a professor at the Tate, all about the stained glass window in the beautiful St Anne's church of Limehouse. An entire talk about a single window? There must be more to it, I thought. The church was built in the 1750s by the devil's architect himself, Hawksmoor. Probably it'll be full of fascinating historical nuggets about the history of enamelled glass windows and the church's sordid, violent (and maybe even occult) past. It'll probably turn out that St Anne's is built on a powerline leading directly to Hawksmoor's other London churches, corresponding to an Egyptian hieroglyph, and is the key to the secret underworld of Jack the Ripper.

Close, but no cigar. It consisted of an amateur historian/ vicar type talking us through slides of close-ups of the window, pointing out each biblical character in each pane of glass.
'And this is the good thief, he's looking at Jesus.' And so it went for 35 minutes.
During the interval, we took the opportunity to escape whilst the other 18 attendees (clearly all members of the St. Anne's congregation) tucked into the samosas and skewered chicken. Beautiful church though.

Wednesday, 9 January 2008

The forgotten canals of London




Grand Union Canal

Limehouse Cut

Unmentioned in London tourist guides and by most Londoners, this network of waterways has some of the prettiest views in London. If you haven't taken a stroll along them, you really should put it on your list of things to do in 2008.

Monday, 7 January 2008

Cranes in Limehouse




Since moving to Limehouse, I've been keeping a note of the number of cranes round the area. On the Commercial Road, there's 13 east of Limehouse, and 6 west of Limehouse. That's alot of building and renovation going on. Along the canal there's a new wharf redevlopment springing up every month, each with a special dodgy name: Tequila Wharf, Candy Wharf, Cash-in-on-the-Olympics Wharf. I wonder if the developers have thought about whose actually going to live in these wharfs and new builds. Will the smart young professionals the apartments seem aimed at really be happy shopping at Lidl and eating out at Rajboy on the Commercial Road?