The Drawing Rooms Of Old London
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Impending gloom at the Mansion House, c. 1910
Given the increasing volatility of meteorological conditions as we head into another long winter in the northern hemisphere, I think the only prudent course of action is to withdraw into one of the drawing rooms of old London. Once the last meagre ray of November sunlight has filtered through the lace curtains, highlighting the dust upon the armoire, pull the brocade drapes close and bank up the fire with sea-coal. Stretch out upon the chaise langue, I shall take the sofa and my cat will settle in the fauteuil.
These glass slides once used for magic lantern shows by the London & Middlesex Archaeological Society at the Bishopsgate Institute reveal glimpses into the lavish drawing rooms occupied by those at the pinnacle of power in old London, and I can only wonder what the East Enders of a century ago thought when exposed to these strange visions of another world.
State Room Chelsea Royal Hospital, c. 1920
Drawing Room at Lindsay House, Chelsea, former home of the Moravians, 1912
Hall at Fulham Palace, c. 1920
White Drawing Room, Buckingham Palace, c. 1910
Dining Room at Buckingham Palace, c. 1910
Christians’ Sitting Room, Buckingham Palace, c. 1910
Prince Consort’s Writing Room, Buckingham Palace, c. 1910
Throne Room at St James’ Palace, c.1910
Prince Consort’s Music Room, Buckingham Palace, c. 1910
Prince Consort’s Tapestry Room, Buckingham Palace, c. 1910
Empress Eugiene’s Room, Buckingham Palace, c. 1910
Bow Saloon, Buckingham Palace, c. 1910
Prince Consort’s Writing Room, Buckingham Palace, c. 1910
Prince Consort’s Music Room, Buckingham Palace, c. 1910
Queen Victoria’s Dolls’ House, Kensington Palace, c. 1910
Holland House, c. 1910
Lord Mayor’s Room, Mansion House, c.1910
Drawing Room, Goldsmiths Hall, c. 1920
Drawing Room, Armourers’ Hall, c. 1920
Small Hall at Cordwainers’ Hall, 1920
Drawing Room, Goldsmiths’ Hall, 1920
Drawing Room, Salters’ Hall, c. 1910
Drawing Room, Mercers’ Hall, 1920
Drawing Room, Devonshire House, c. 1910
Ballroom at Devonshire House, c. 1910
Drawing Room, Whitehall Gardens, 1913
Prince Consort’s Dressing Room, Buckingham Palace, c. 1910
Belgian Suite Bedroom, Buckingham Palace, c. 1910
Prince Consort’s Study, Buckingham Palace, c. 1910
Bow Saloon, Buckingham Palace, c. 1910
Throne Room, Buckingham Palace, c. 1910
Vestry of St Lawrence Jewry, c. 1920
Glass slides copyright © Bishopsgate Institute
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I look at the pictures and I can almost hear my Mum’s voice saying, “How the other half live.”.
May she rest in peace after a hard life.
Super overstuffed! Ugh!
Glad I don’t have to dust any of those rooms. The clutter!
Though the sofa or the chaise and the fire and cat sound tempting.
What a cacophony of furnishings! However, I smiled from ear to ear over the Queen’s dollhouse.
Unlike the other interiors, it looked so well-loved and “lived in”. Thanks for including the dollhouse amongst all the other rooms. It added humor and humanity, and I thoroughly enjoyed seeing the wee dolls with “almost as large” tea pots and creamers.
Amazing…… As I viewed each photo I thought “Oh, I’ve walked so lightly upon this earth in comparison!!” And soon I could only say to myself “Do you really believe you have too much clutter?”
Imagine how many pieces could be sold to help some very needy folk – and not a soul would know they had been removed. Shock, horror! “Oh, but Pappa…..I do miss that desk in that room and yet, I do understand I have a little too much.”
Sorry……just had to be a little honest.
And to think, literally a couple of miles down the road from where these photos were taken, hundreds of thousands of malnourished souls lived necessarily violent lives of squalor. Stunted in ambition, stature and life expectancy, they aimed for nothing higher than the temporary reprieve of drunkenness, if they were lucky enough to live that long. To me, these rooms are as aesthetically hideous as the misery upon which they’re built.