Now industry awakes her busy sons,
Shops open, coaches roll, carts shake the ground,
And all the streets with passing cries resound.– John Gay, Walking the Streets of London
Oh, how should I describe my three short days in London when I went on a deliberate search for the sites, establishments and objects that existed in the Regency era? We chose a location at the edge of Mayfair, in a hotel on Half Moon Street, just a half block from Piccadilly and Green Park, a once popular dueling spot. We were also just around the corner from Shepherd Market, that wonderful tucked-in and hidden section of pubs, restaurants, and shops few tourists frequent.
The Art of Walking the Streets of London, Hand-coloured etching by George Cruickshank after George Moutard Woodward, 1813
As I walked these familiar streets (for this was my fourth visit to this particular area of London), I turned onto St. James’s Street and looked inside the famous bow window at White’s, where Beau Brummel used to hold court. Inside, I spied a stout gentleman reclining in a comfortable leather chair reading the paper. Black and white prints of estimable personages lined the wall behind him.
I moved on and turned left on Jermyn Street, with its rows of shops boasting Regency style bow windows. For sale in these small, select stores were custom made shirts, ties, men’s suits, and shoes. I strolled past the surprisingly small statue of Beau Brummel, which faces the entrance to Piccadilly Arcade, and headed straight for Floris, the perfume shop established in 1750. I entered its historic interior, where mementos of that time are displayed in mahogany and glass showcases. Luck was on my side, for 10 0z. bottles of lavender scented room spray was on sale.
I promptly purchased three for my close Janeite friends, and acquired a Floris blue shopping bag in the process.
I then crossed the street to Fortnum and Mason and entered this venerable store, established in 1707, through the arched doorway on the Picadilly side. Like Floris, this shop boasts several royal warrants. Although I was tempted by merchandise on every floor, especially the food court, I purchased only a tea strainer for a respectable sum. I stayed long enough to hear the store’s famous (but modern) clock (3) strike its chimes on the hour, and watch the statues of Mr. Fortnum and Mr. Mason appear from their hidden compartments. My next stop was Hatchard’s Bookshop, established in 1797. “Our customers have included some of Britain’s greatest political, social and literary figures – from Queen Charlotte, Disraeli and Wellington to Kipling, Wilde and Lord Byron…”
Looking up Air Street from Piccadilly, Image from the Georgian Index
I went slightly wild in this establishment, purchasing The Hell-Fire Clubs by Geoffrey Ashe, Decency & Disorder: The Age of Cant 1789-1837 by Ben Wilson, The Courtesan’s Revenge by Frances Wilson, England’s Mistress: The Infamous Life of Emma Hamilton by Kate Williams, Luxury and Pleasure in Eighteenth-Century Britain by Maxine Berg, and English Society in the 18th Century by Roy Porter.
Laden with a bag of books and almost sated, for I was heady with the thought that these shops and institutions had existed in Jane Austen’s time, I strolled back to the hotel via Regent Street and historic Bond Street. I still had two more days of sightseeing to go, and I was a woman on a mission.
Image from Maggie May’s Costume History Pages
The next day I visited the Victoria and Albert Museum, and studied five amazingly beautiful regency gowns, as well as furniture and objects d’art from the Georgian, Regency, and Victorian Eras displayed in unique yet educational arrangements. Again I visited the bookstore, purchasing a Gentleman’s Book of Etiquette: Rules for Perfect Conduct, Life as a Victorian Lady by Pamela Horn, a cookery book with old recipes, and Four Hundred Years of Fashion, a V&A catalog.
On the last day of my all too short trip, I visited the National Portrait Gallery and headed straight for Cassandra’s watercolour of Jane on the fourth floor. I almost missed it. The portrait is so tiny (scarcely larger than 4″x6″) and sits hidden, protected from damaging UV rays by an exhibition box that is open on only one side. I could not believe how small, delicate and faded this portrait was. Cassandra must have used a finely pointed sable brush in order to paint Jane’s features, which partly explains why the portrait is so crude. She only needed to make a minor mistake in order to skew Jane’s features. The other explanation is that Cassandra was not a particularly good artist. However, I was more than satisfied to view this resemblance of Jane’s face, for it is the only one I have seen up close.
Before I left the museum, I purchased Dr. Johnson, His Club and Other Friends by Jenny Uglow and Below Stairs: 400 Years of Servants’ Portraits, an NPG catalog.
Having no room left in my luggage, I nevertheless purchased a few more history books at the airport. The moment I returned home, I noticed a package on my hall table and opened it eagerly. Inside was a used edition of Jane Austen by Elizabeth Jenkins. My ravenous appetite for all things Austen has been temporarily slaked. From past experience, it will be a few years before I get the overwhelming itch to experience Regency London again.
- Poem by John Gay: Trivia, or The Art of Walking the Streets of London
Sooo jealous of your trip to London! It’s been almost 10 years since I was there. I’m eager to hear your review of the Porter book. It’s on my list to read.
Dear Ms. Place, I am enjoying your blog very much, especially your London visit! I was in London in December and visited Dickens’ house (charming), Dr. Johnson’s house, Ye Olde Cheshire Cheese pub, saw the bust of Hogarth in Leicester Square, saw Hogarth paintings at Sir John Soanes’ museum, walked through Kensington Park to see the statue of Peter Pan, visited the site of 23 Hans Place where Jane stayed with Henry in 1813 (there’s a plaque), and ended up as you did at the National Portrait Gallery to visit the small portrait of Jane. I love the way art, history and literature are so closely interwoven throughout the city. If I am fortunate enough to go again, I will certainly refer to your list of regency shops and sites when planning my visit. Best regards, Meg (bookishcook.wordpress.com)
Your blog brought back wonderful memories of my recent trip to London. I went down Jerymn Street and I have a picture of me with Beau. It was great reading your blog and remembering all the fun stuff I did and taking notes on what to see next time.
What a delightful tour! Enjoyed every word. Brought back many wonderful memories of my times in London while at Cambridge.
I must protest on Cassandra Austen’s behalf! The hair, eyes, and nose of her portrait of Jane is remarkably detailed. The rest, admittedly, is just sketched in quickly. I wish she would have finished it.
Wonderful armchair visit for me! When I do visit, I will know where to go. Many thanks, Laurel Ann
P.S. pea green over your books!
Thanks for walking us through London! Now I have a few new things I have to do next time I’m there!
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Heading to London in July (for only 2 days) before travelling to Scotland. This route is exactly what I was looking for. Thank you so much for taking the time to blog exactly where I wanted to visit.