No. 765: Lordship Lane, SE22
Lordship Lane, London, SE22. Photo © Roger Dean, 2012
Gaslight and Daylight, with Some London Scenes They Shine Upon – George Augustus Sala, 1859:
Shall I take the Bachelor’s Residence? An invisible hand points to Highgate – an inward feeling suggests Mitcham. I go for Cricklewood: Kilburn is too near, and Edgeware too far; but Cricklewood holds a juste milieu between them. I can see the Bachelor’s Residence – a pert, smart, snug, little habitation, standing alone, mostly; for your bachelor is incorrigible (steady or fast) with regard to musical instruments. Your fast bachelor will manage the Redowa on the cornet-à-piston; and your steady one, set ‘Ah! non giunge,’ to hard labour on the flute – but all will practise; and – should their bachelors’ quarters happen to be supported, right and left, by family residences – the inhabitants of Acacia Terrace or Plantain Grove are apt to become remarkably disagreeable in their reclamations to the bachelor himself. The bachelor is a bank-clerck, very likely, or a stock-broker, not over-plethoric just yet with profits; or a young fellow with a small independence. He has a front garden and a back garden; both, ten to one, provided with a trim little summer-house, where he is very fond of sitting on fine afternoons with his friends, clad in bachelor-like deshabille, consuming the grateful beer of Bass, and gently whiffing the cutty-pipe of Milo, or the meerschaum. He has flowers, but has a faint idea that the tobacco-smoke does not do them any good.