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Dorothy Richardson lived for several years in a small attic flat at the top of 7 Endsleigh Street. At this time many of the large Georgian houses in Bloomsbury were divided up for multiple occupation and provided cheap rented rooms for ‘respectable’ working men and women. Richardson’s diary records her paying a rent of £1.00 a week.
Nowadays the whole block, as with many others in the vicinity, belongs to the London School of Economics and is used for student accommodation. As is evident from the picture, the stuccoed ground floor has been restored so that it is no longer the crumbling façade we read of in The Tunnel. It is difficult to define the exact boundaries of Bloomsbury, but is generally regarded as the area between Euston and Holborn. It is a neighbourhood of large Georgian houses and a number of elegant squares. Many of the larger houses are now used by the University of London and its offshoots and by several medical associations. |
Bloomsbury, for much of the twentieth century, was an area favoured by writers and artists. Richardson frequently attended literary soirées at the home of Virginia Woolf in nearby Gordon Square and later, together with other members of the Bloomsbury Group, at other Woolf homes in Fitzroy Square and Brunswick Square. Most of the buildings in Gordon Square now belong to the University of London and the university are currently planning to refurbish the central gardens of the square.
Within walking distance of Bloomsbury, at least for a struggling writer with no money to spend on public transport, was Wimpole Street where Richardson worked as a dental receptionist for many years. The dental practice no longer exists, but the street still has associations with medicine and the British Dental Association is housed at number sixty four. The Royal Society of Medicine, an educational charity, is located at number one.
In one of the key scenes of The Tunnel, lasting some fifty pages, Richardson’s protagonist, Miriam, takes an evening walk from Wimpole Street to Bond Street, across Piccadilly Circus, up Shaftesbury Avenue and on to her home in Bloomsbury. Although much has changed in the last hundred years, the modern reader can still sense some of the atmosphere of Miriam’s journey by retracing her walk after dark. BOBBY SEAL, 2012 |