Viscountess Boudica On Valentine’s Day
On Valentine’s Day, I cannot help thinking back to the days when we had Viscountess Boudica of Bethnal Green to make the East End a more colourful place, before she was ‘socially cleansed’ to Uttoxeter
Viscountess Boudica of Bethnal Green confessed to me that she never received a Valentine in her entire life and yet, in spite of this unfortunate example of the random injustice of existence, her faith in the future remained undiminished.
Taking a break from her busy filming schedule, the Viscountess granted me a brief audience to reveal her intimate thoughts upon the most romantic day of the year and permit me to take these rare photographs that reveal a candid glimpse into the private life of one of the East End’s most fascinating characters.
For the first time since 1986, Viscountess Boudica dug out her Valentine paraphernalia of paper hearts, banners, fairylights, candles and other pink stuff to put on this show as an encouragement to the readers of Spitalfields Life. “If there’s someone that you like,” she says, “I want you to send them a card to show them that you care.”
Yet behind the brave public face, lay a personal tale of sadness for the Viscountess. “I think Valentine’s Day is a good idea, but it’s a kind of death when you walk around the town and see the guys with their bunches of flowers, choosing their chocolates and cards, and you think, ‘It should have been me!'” she admitted with a frown, “I used to get this funny feeling inside, that feeling when you want to get hold of someone and give them a cuddle.”
Like those love-lorn troubadours of yore, Viscountess Boudica mined her unrequited loves as a source of inspiration for her creativity, writing stories, drawing pictures and – most importantly – designing her remarkable outfits that record the progress of her amours. “There is a tinge of sadness after all these years,” she revealed to me, surveying her Valentine’s Day decorations,” but I am inspired to believe there is still hope of domestic happiness.”
Take a look at
The Departure of Viscountess Boudica
Viscountess Boudica’s Domestic Appliances
“…before she was ‘socially cleansed’ to Uttoxeter…”
Well, where is the old dear thing now? Is this post recent?
Anyway, give the old dear a kiss and a nip from me. Tell her it’s from another old dear.
Ah, noble love! My heart is with you today, and always!
I often wonder how the Viscountess is getting on. It is those with flair and originality who we should applaud and cherish. Life is too dull if everyone is the same. I don’t necessarily share her enthusiasm for St Valentine’s Day except as one for affirming that we should all love ourselves and indulge in self-care rather than pandering to the fickleness of another. Except if it is a cat.
We still all miss her and are glad you’ve revived this post on Valentine’s Day.
Viscountess, if you read this, we admire you and adore you for your total uniqueness!
Happy Valentine’s Day to Viscountess Boudica — and to your health with a proper glass of GUINNESS!
Love & Peace
ACHIM
Happy Valentine’s Day, Viscountess Boudica, in the hope that you readd this. I’ve always thought it is much better to be a viscountess instead of a mere countess. And I’ve checked where Uttoxeter and I’m rather shocked. Take care, Viscountess Boudica, the world needs people like you.
Miss this London stunna very much.
Although Valentine’s day is rubbish.
I love my wife every day!
It all goes to show we all need live, from the rich to the poor.
A happy st vallentines day to you all in Londinum as fore us in thee Towne where I’m thee most hated woman here but I’ve got my husband’s Henry and Guido and Jack on my first meeting back in thee January of 2014 when I visited Hampton court palace little did I know that my lyfe would change fore ever and that I would take pics of king Henry 8th a few years later on my second tarot card reading I was told that king Henry and I are as one just lyke Guido and I so lyfe forever lyfes on and love is strong there’s nothing more powerful than love on earth or heaven above and thanks to thee gentle author and you for remembering me as I do you happy valentine’s Day to everyone
Viscountess, if it’s any consolation my husband forgot it was Valentine’s Day, so he’s not getting the steak dinner I’d planned to cook ha ha
I love all your splendid romantic decorations, they’ve cheered me right up!
“Socially Cleansed” is a painful thing to read when it means a person is uprooted from their home, friends and beloved surroundings. That this happened in the East End of London or anywhere is so cruel. London is known as an oasis of inclusivity in brexit Britain. What happened here? Its very sad…
This post about Viscountess Boudica on Valentine’s Day was really interesting to me, and I loved reading it very much. Her tale is uplifting and a living demonstration of the transformative power of love and perseverance. We are grateful that you told us about her and brought to our attention the significance of valuing our relationships with those we care about.