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Visualising George Orwell’s “Down and Out in Paris and London”

In this entry, I would like to visiualise some “things” and “places” mentioned in George Orwell’s marvellous book of “Down and Out in London and Paris”.  The book I have is anew copy of the Penguin Books, but I realised that they kept loyal to the page numbers.

I. The OXO Tin

The First “thing” I would like to visualise, (roughly, I am never sure if this is what he talks about in this case, but at least it gives and idea) is the OXO-tin of the Irishman where he kept the cigarette-ends.  (p.140)

OXO meat Cubes belong at the time to the The Liebig Extract of Meat Company (Lemco). According to Wikipedia:

In 1899, the company introduced the trademark Oxo for a cheaper version; the origin of the name is unknown, but presumably comes from the word ox. In 1908 Oxo sponsored the London Olypmic Games (despite claims by Coca Cola to being the ‘first’ commercial sponsor of the Games) and supplied athletes with Oxo drinks to fortify them. The first Oxo cubes were produced in 1910 and further increased Oxo’s popularity as the cubes were cheaper than the liquid. During the first half of the 20th century, Oxo was promoted through issues of recipes, gifts and sponsorships before fading into the background as a part of the fabric of English life in the latter parts of the century. For the beginning of the 21st century a new image was promoted with modern television advertising and sensibilities. (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/OXO_cube)

II. The Twopenny Hangover

This is what a twopenny hangover looks like: the photo is from the http://www.learnhistory.org.uk/website/Jan28~01.jpg, taken around 1930s. So fits the time of the book written.

III. The Embankment

This is how it looks like, sleeping on the Embankment. I took the photo from this webpage (http://www.theorwellprize.co.uk/life-and-work/media.aspx?category=138&item=1471).  The original photo is taken ´from ‘The Tramp: his Meaning and Being’ by Frank Gray, published in 1931, courtesy of Gordon Bowker.

IV.  The Tower House – The Rowton House in Whitechapel:

This is a photo of the Whitechapel Rowton House.  The first of its kind established in London by Lord Rowton in 1892 in Vauxhall, and this was the fifth established in 1902 and provided 816 beds.

I took the photo from the wonderful website on Workhouses in the UK. (http://www.workhouses.org.uk/index.html?RowtonKingsCross/RowtonKingsCross.shtml) The Photo is from 1902.

(Whitechapel Rowton House from the north-east, 1902. © Peter Higginbotham.)

To see how it looks like today: (http://www.flickr.com/photos/doilum/375418118/)

V. Hammersmith Rowton House

The Hammersmith Rowton House was established in 1899. The photo is (again) from the Workhouse website:

http://www.workhouses.org.uk/index.html?RowtonKingsCross/RowtonKingsCross.shtml

Hammersmith Rowton House admission ticket, 1899.
© Peter Higginbotham.(same webpage)

VI.  Newington Butts – Rowton House

The Newington Butts was opened on 23rd December 1897 and provided 805 beds. (Same website as above)

A Sleeping cubicle from the Newington House.

Newington Butts sleeping cubicles, 1897.
© Peter Higginbotham.   (same website as above)

Newington Butts Rowton House lavatories, 1897.
© Peter Higginbotham.  (Same webpage as above)

VII.  Camden Town Rowton House

Established in 1905.

Both photos from the same webpage

VIII. King’s Cross Rowton House

established in 1896

(photo from the above mentioned webpage)

IX. Vauxhall Rowton House

The first of it’s type, established in 1892. (same webpage)

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January 2, 2010 Posted by | Books | 5 Comments

Some Paragraphs from Jack Kerouac’s “On the Road”

DSCF5727 Some of my favourite lines from the Book:

“The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn, like fabulous yellow Roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars, and in the middle, you see the blue center-light pop, and everybody goes ahh…”

“what we need is a drink!” yelled Rickey, and off we went to a crossroads saloon. Americans are always drinking in crossroads saloons on Sunday afternoon; they bring their kids; they gabble and brawl over brews; everything’s fine. Come nightfall the kids start crying and the parents are drunk….This is we did. Rickey and I and Ponzo and Terry sat drinking and shouting with the music; little baby Johnny goofed with other children around the jukebox. The sun began to get red. Nothing had been accomplished. What was there to accomplish? ‘Manana’ said Rickey. ‘Manana man, we make it; have another beer, man, dah you go, dah you go!”

I especially like this paragraph, what a nice way to describe the temptation of deferring things 🙂

July 6, 2009 Posted by | Books | Leave a comment