The Thames

I traversed this day, by Steamboat, the space between London and Hungerford bridges… the appearance and the smell of the water forced themselves at Once Upon my attention. The whole of the river was an opaque, pale brown fluid… the smell was very bad, and common to the whole of the water. Michael Faraday, in […]

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Hawksmoor

Archive documents are dirty. They are especially so around the edges. Historians love the phrase “patina of history” and it is this you can see in the years of dust, dirt from fingers, smoke (fire places, tobacco) and from just being in a room where they were stored. Archive documents are also imperfect. There are […]

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