The Anonymous Widower

Elizabeth Line Bond Street Station And South Molton Street

South Molton Street is one of my favourite streets in London.

  • It runs between Bond Street station on Oxford Street in the North and Fenwick’s department store on New Bond Street in the South.
  • Many times, I bought my late wife; C’s Christmas or birthday present on that street, on New Bond Street or in Fenwick.
  • One of her last purchases had been an Armani suit for work on New Bond Street.
  • She also usually bought her shoes in Salvatore Ferragamo at the Southern end of New Bond Street.
  • I would usually travel there by taking the Central Line to Bond Street station or the Victoria or Piccadilly Line to Green Park station.

C and I spent many hours happily shopping in that small area of the West End of London.

  • We used to shop together for clothes, shoes and many other things.
  • One day at a party in her barristers chambers in Cambridge, one of her colleagues expressed surprise that the following day, I was going clothes shopping with her in London.
  • C replied to everyone’s amusement, that I was a transvestite-by-proxy. In other words, I am a man, who likes dressing ladies in appropriate clothes.
  • I am also lucky, that my mother taught me to sew and in the early years of our marriage, I used to borrow my mother-in-law’s sewing machine and make some of C’s clothes.
  • When long coats became fashionable in the 1960s, C had the first of any of her friends. Because I had made it!

So today, I just had to go and see how the new Elizabeth Line Bond Street station fitted in with my favourite shopping street.

I travelled to the new Davies Street entrance of the station.

  • I walked through the tunnels to the original Underground station.
  • I emerged onto Oxford Street.
  • I walked down South Molton Street to Fenwick, with a couple of diversions.
  • I then walked through Medici Courtyard to the Hanover Square entrance to Bond Street station.

Finally, I took the Elizabeth Line back to Moorgate for a bus to my house.

Note.

  1. There are two banks of escalators to the surface at the Davies Street entrance at Bond Street station.
  2. The tunnel between the Davies Street entrance at Bond Street station and the original Underground station has a seat at halfway.
  3. South Molton Street connects to Oxford Street.
  4. South Molton Passage connects the Davies Street entrance at Bond Street station and South Molton Street.
  5. C had her unusual wedding dress made in Haunch of Venison Yard.
  6. The Medici Courtyard sign also says it leads to the Elizabeth Line.
  7. I couldn’t find a coffee shop selling a cappuccino and a gluten-free cake in Medici Courtyard. That is poor!

One of the station staff at Hanover Square indicated, that there may be additional passages to the West of New Bond Street, that will connect to the Davies Street entrance at Bond Street station.

I feel this could make the area even better.

October 24, 2022 Posted by | Transport/Travel, World | , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

The Lady In High Heels

As I walked along the travelator to the Jubilee Line, I was passed by a lady walking fast in the space between the two moving walkways.

She was striking from behind in a short leather skirt and very high heels. Almost as if to show herself off, she was carrying her lightweight coat over her arm.

It got me thinking about C; my late wife.

In the 1960s, she wore skirts, as short as any girl does today, but she never ever wore heels higher than four or five centimetres or so!

She even got married to me in flat shoes!

But she did show herself off and would deliberately click her heels as perhaps she walked between tables in a high class restaurant. I remember her doing this in a Michelin-starred restaurant in London and when I told her how all the mainly-male diners had followed her with their eyes, she was obviously pleased.

December 3, 2018 Posted by | World | , , | Leave a comment

My Poor Boots

I took this picture when I got home yesterday.

My Poor Boots

My Poor Boots

The sand from the walk on the beach just doesn’t seem to drop off!

April 10, 2014 Posted by | World | , | 2 Comments

How To Get Your Own Back At The Devil

This story from the Standard about two brothers, Bob and Paul Forkan, who were orphaned by the Indian Ocean tsunami in 2004, have fought back from adversity, by starting a company making flip-flops called Gandys.

So don’t ever give up! You’ll only encourage her!

July 19, 2013 Posted by | World | , , | 5 Comments

The Bags Are Working

I’m going somewhere a bit smarter this afternoon, so I got out an old but good pair of shoes.  The bags I purchased at about a pound each, had kept them immaculate since I last wore them.

It may be an odd idea to bag them individually, but it certainly works!

 

July 6, 2013 Posted by | World | , | Leave a comment

Looking After My Shoes

Keeping shoes clean between wearing is difficult in this house, as for some reason they get dusty, if left in a drawer. So I bought these bags from the Clever Baggers.

At just £0.89 each, I can’t complain.

 

 

May 11, 2013 Posted by | World | , | 1 Comment

Fox Attacks Nanny’s Ugg Boots

This story from the Standard shows how confused the urban fox is these days.

Remember that foxes are not native to Australia, although they have been introduced, and I actually saw one in the middle of nowhere at Goondiwindi.

So the boots being Australian didn’t know how to protect themselves and give the poor animal a good kicking.

It’s about time we got real about foxes and realised that they are dangerous vermin.

Basil Brush has a lot to answer for!

 

January 23, 2013 Posted by | News | , , | 2 Comments

A Pharmacy With Young Assistants Wearing High Heels?

When I first went to Liverpool, the local girls were always described as totties. So this pharmacy caught my eye in Charlton!

A Pharmacy With Young Assistants Wearing High Heels?

A Pharmacy With Young Assistants Wearing High Heels?

The explanation at the time for tottie, was that the girls always tottered on very high heels.

I suppose now, they’d be called supertotties, as the heels are so much higher.

December 26, 2012 Posted by | World | , , , | Leave a comment

It’s Not April The First

This story shown here in the Daily Mail first caught my eye in the Sunday Times, so I suspect it’s serious. But it does have the touch of the April Fool about it.

On the other hand, there must be lots of other professions like shop assistants, receptionists or pharmacists, where some women choose to wear high-heels.  I’ve also known a few short ladies, who wear heels virtually all the time. I also had a lady dentist who always wore very high heels, but that was only with the old-fashioned dental chairs.

So perhaps the best solution would be to ban women from wearing them except in the comfort of their own home!

October 28, 2012 Posted by | News | , , | 1 Comment

How Slovenly!

As BBC Breakfast cut to the local news, you could just see Louise Minchin kicking her shoes off. I wonder what the style police, that insist all women on the show wear stilettos, will say later.

September 6, 2012 Posted by | World | , , , , | 1 Comment