As a thriving
centre of trade London had become very much the centre of the world’s
largest empire. Giant liners traversed the oceans; electric lighting
was beginning to appear, and horseless carriages could occasionally
be seen on the streets. Many of the things destined to play a major
part in twentieth-century life were here already. But at the same
time for most people there was little difference between this London
and the city of fifty years previously. Victoria was still on the
throne; there was still dire poverty, and those who were without work
had to survive on charity and scavenging.
The bad winter
of 1902 caused great misery and degradation, and things became so
desperate that an observer of the time might have felt that such a
situation could not possibly go on for long. But at the time the only
alleviation remained the institution of workhouses, although philanthropists
were constructing almshouses, cheap housing for the poor. Ironically
those same almshouses that survive today are sold for hundreds of
thousands of pounds.
London at the
time was a curious mixture of ostentatious wealth hiding harrowing
poverty. Although this was a period of extraordinary prosperity, the
normal working man had a hard enough time of it. The music-hall song
whose chorus goes, ‘My old man said Follow the van and don’t
dilly-dally on the way’ describes the plight of a couple who
are leaving their lodgings owing rent and making their escape by moonlight
- a predicament which was clearly one familiar to everybody in the
audience. The music-hall reached its pinnacle at this time, with many
new halls being built; the performers achieved great fame, but the
life they sang about was the life of the audience - there was a great
sense of shared experience, the feeling that they had all been through
the bad times. In the burst of jingoism that came at the time of the
First World War, the music halls were responsible for recruiting a
large number of the young men who were to sacrifice their lives on
the battlefields of France and Belgium. It was only as the war dragged
on, and death came in wave after wave that the war songs of the music
halls began to have a slightly plaintive quality.
As a person retains
their identity as they move through a turbulent adolescence towards
adulthood, so London will always remain at heart the same, despite
the outward changes that will occur as this ancient city prepares
to meet yet another change.
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