By the river

Sunday, December 15th., Victoria Grove, Chelsea.

Last night, reception and musical evening given in our honour here at Marriott's.
Also, for Marriott, see 'Bicycling in France', August 26th., -
 http://earnoldbennett.blogspot.co.uk/2012/08/monday-august-26th.html

Why "The Devout Lover", a conventional rotten song, become utterly coventionalised and as hard as a pebble, a thing now accepted without examination.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FLzdzPDJ8-I

Lots Road, Chelsea

I walked along Lots Road this morning. River fine, but a horrible neighbourhood. There is one row of houses with a most extraordinary mask, of a man with Dundreary moustaches, on the keystone of the arch of every front door. Awful colour the buildings. Smashed panes, mended with paper. I came across the huge generating station of the Electric Tubes, and saw in it my article on London. Singular clinging constructions of wood at either end. Whole thing enormous. Continuous roaring sound. Cheerful for neighbouring houses.

Lots Road Power Station (Also known as the Chelsea monster) is a disused coal and later oil-fired power station on the River Thames at Lots Road in Chelsea which supplied electricity to the London Underground system. The station was built end-on to the Thames, on the north bank of the tidal Chelsea Creek. Construction started in 1902 and was completed in December 1904, the station becoming operational in February 1905. The station burned 700 tonnes of coal a day and had a generating capacity of 50,000 kW. At the time it was claimed to be the largest power station ever built, and it eventually powered most of the railways and tramways in the Underground Group.

Scores of seagulls sitting in orderly rows on the railings of an unused pier; and one on top of a lantern.


Additionally for December 15th., see 'Exhilarating young women' -
http://earnoldbennett.blogspot.co.uk/2012/12/exhilarating-young-women.html

Vast effect of femininity. A general exhilarating effect. The young women badged as messengers, standing in two lines in outer entrance hall, earnest, eager, braced, made a specially characteristic feminine effect. One stopped me at once as I entered, and asked me if she could do anything for me, and then if I was A.B.