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A Dickens London walk.

Tuesday, August 25th, 2009

When you join Richard Jones on one of his Charles Dickens London walks you are joining the man who wrote the book Walking Dickensian London.

One of the addresses that is covered on this walking tour of Dickens London is 58 Lincoln’s Inn Fields which was, from 1834 to 1856, the home of John Forster (1812–76).

Forster was Dickens’s greatest friend and his first significant biographer. Dickens based Mr Podsnap in Our Mutual Friend (1864–65) on Forster, and later used his house for the residence of Mr Tulkinghorn – legal adviser to Sir Leicester Dedlock and evil blackmailer of Lady Dedlock – in Bleak House.

Dickens was at his lawyer-bashing best when he wrote:

The crow flies straight across Chancery Lane… into Lincoln’s Inn Fields. Here, in a large house, formerly a house of state, lives Mr Tulkinghorn. It is let off in sets of chambers now, and in these shrunken fragments of its greatness lawyers lie in maggots in nuts.’

On the 2nd December, 1844 Dickens, who had travelled especially from Italy for the occasion, gave a private reading at Forster’s house from his new Christmas story ‘The Chimes’. The select gathering included Forster, Thomas Carlyle, and Daniel Maclise.

‘There was not a dry eye in the house’, wrote Daniel Maclise to Catherine Dickens, who had remained in Italy. ‘Shrieks of laughter – there were indeed – and floods of tears as a relief to them – I do not think that there ever was such a triumphant hour for Charles… ’

Maclise also did a pencil sketch of the occasion (opposite), showing Dickens seated at the desk, the book open in front of him, surrounded by his enraptured audience.

Forster considered it an accurate depiction of the event, although he did comment that there was a touch of caricature of which he considered himself ‘chief victim.’

A second reading two evenings later was equally successful, and thus were sown the seeds of Dickens forays into amateur theatricals and, according to Forster, ‘those readings to larger audiences by which, as much by his books, the world knew him in later life.’

This is just one location that features on Richard’s Dickens London walks but it really is a Dickensian landmark and a true time capsule of Victorian London.

The Rake’s Progress in London.

Thursday, August 6th, 2009

Our London walks that take in the Hidden Interiors of the City feature the story of William Hogarth’s The Rake’s Progress.

In today’s installment we follow Tom Rakewell’s fall from grace as he falls in with the snobs and trendsetters of his day.

A man of fashion has not made his way until he has been presented at St James’s Palace.

But before Tom arrives, his past overtakes him: he is arrested for debt. The ever loyal Sarah, who has been working as a humble seamstress and saving all she can, is able to pay off his creditors.

While his release in The Arrest is being negotiated, the careless, or mischievous, lamplighter spills oil on Tom’s fine clothes.

Seeking ways to restore his fortune, Tom happens upon an advertisement in a newspaper. A rich widow wishes to find a new husband.

In The Marriage, set in St Marylebone Church, Tom stands in front of the altar with his wife-to-be, a one-eyed crone. Sarah can be seen standing at the back of the church carrying their baby in her arms. Tom could do the honourable thing, leave now and marry Sarah, but he needs money.

The clergyman is only too willing to oblige. He stands in front of an inscription of the Ten Commandments which has a crack running through it, and there are cobwebs over the poor box.

Many pubs were also houses of call, places to find employment and places to be paid off in. Wages were often kept back until late on Saturday night and then would soon be spent behind the bar or gambled away at the tables. This was an arrangement which suited employers and publicans alike.

But The Gaming House was a little more upmarket. As Tom kneels in despair, a fortune squandered again, a nobleman is securing an advance from a money-lender.

He is surrounded by men obsessed by gambling, most of whom have failed to notice that the room is about to burn down.

The Prison is now the inevitable setting. Tom, arrested for debt, is in the Fleet Prison, the site and history of which we cover on several of our Dickens London walks.

A prison chamberlain ran the prison to make a profit; all accommodation, food and drink would have to be paid for. Tom has tried selling a play to John Rich, the owner of Lincoln’s Inn Field Theatre: the returned manuscript lies on a table.

Sarah has fainted, having realized that Tom is losing his mind. In the back of the cell is a four-poster bed with wings attached: Tom is having flights of fancy. There are books on alchemy around the cell walls and a telescope pointing through the bars of a window at the heavens.

Tom’s life comes to its end, with him lying naked on the floor of The Madhouse. Surrounded by inmates representing the follies of the world — a madman posing as a saint, a mad monk, a urinating man wearing a crown — he is furtively admired by a well dressed lady and her less coy maid.

The well dressed woman is passing the afternoon being amused, for a few pence, in the madhouse. Tom is released from his chains. Sarah weeps over a man who, seduced by the men of fashion, ends his life a mad bankrupt.

The whole set of paintings are a true novel on the walls and those who join are Hidden London walks really do get to lift the lid on London’s colourful past.