Author: Mark Hannam

When I moved to London, in the mid-1980s, one of my first purchases was a black and white copy of the A-to-Z, or, to use the full name, the Geographers’ A-Z Street Atlas for London.  This invaluable book comprised page after page of maps of the streets of London, showing also the rail and tube stations, together with the major buildings and monuments, and included an alphabetical street index.  So long as you knew the address of a place in London you could use the A-to-Z to find your way there without much risk of getting lost.  Soon, in addition, I acquired a small pocket-sized version with larger-scale colour maps, that covered the centre of the city, and a decade later I added a large format hardback with maps for the whole city and outer suburbs, which I kept in my newly acquired car. 

Nowadays I use physical maps only when I am out in the countryside, where an Ordnance Survey sheet provides rich detail, helping me to navigate off-road walking routes.  In London, I use a map app on my phone, which not only tells me exactly where I am, but also the most efficient way to travel to my destination.  When I open my phone map, it offers me a range of transport options, for example, whether I prefer to use the underground, the overground, or national rail services, or buses, and I can use a filter to select the cheapest option, or the route with the least walking. For some journeys, I might be offered information about trams or river taxis.  When I decide to walk, the app suggests two or three different routes and for each it gives me an estimated time for the trip.  There are also options for car drivers and for cyclists. 

The map app is a better piece of technology that the physical book of maps, and it is no surprise that most people in London use their phones to navigate the city.  Like all technologies, it is imperfect: if you lose your signal or your battery runs out, you risk getting lost.  But then, it was also possible to leave your copy of the A-to-Z on the bus or the tube, and find yourself in a part of London you had never visited before, without your trusty guidebook.  We all switched to using online maps because they are quicker, easier to use, and they update regularly to take account of changes to London’s streets and transport services.  And yet … the travel menu on my app is not as comprehensive as it might be, for there is nothing at all about travelling by horse.

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In the late-nineteenth and very-early-twentieth century, a series of novels was published that explored the relationship between Europe and America, the former characterised as a culture in a state of permanent if gradual decline, the latter characterised as a dynamic society that had not yet acquired much culture of its own.  The author of these works was Henry James, born in New England but longtime resident of ye Olde Englande, whose preferred structural device consisted of a wealthy young American woman – an heiress to some vast fortune, made by her father or some other benefactor – who meets a cultivated but impoverished European man – who might be English or Italian, or perhaps an Englishman who lives in Italy – and marries him, with mostly unsatisfactory consequences for her.  It turns out that European men with sophisticated taste but meagre financial resources, tended to marry rich American heiresses for their wealth rather than for their intellect and charm.  (Had rich British heiresses been available, no doubt they would have been married for similar reasons.)

I enjoy reading James’s novels, and when I reach their final pages I find myself feeling sorry for the spirited young women who have slowly discovered that possession of heaps of money guarantees neither an easy life nor a happy marriage, who find that European men are eager for access to their wealth but reluctant to give up anything much in return.  However, James described only a thin slice of English and American society, the sorts of people you find in Jane Austen rather than the wider range – both by geography and class – who appear in George Eliot or Charles Dickens.  He was also very much a nineteenth century author – born in 1843, his last major work of fiction was published in 1904 – whose world is no longer our world: his characters travel by steamship and horse-drawn carriage, and live in houses with gas lighting. 

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On Monday 26 April 1937, Gernika, a small historic Basque town close to the French border, held its weekly open-air market. 

Culturally conservative and loyally Catholic, the Basque region nonetheless mostly supported the Republican cause during the civil war, in return for the promise of regional autonomy within a democratic Spain.  In the Spring of 1937, the rebel forces seeking to overthrow the Republic were making slow but steady advances towards the heart of the Basque region, but General Franco and his German military advisers wanted to accelerate progress in this region.  So they planned to start attacks on civilian settlements that lay well behind the military front line.

At around 4.30 in the afternoon, a single plane from the Condor Squadron – led by Colonel Wolfgang von Richthofen, and comprised mostly of German fighters and bombers, supplemented with some Italian planes – appeared over Gernika, and dropped a few bombs.  Once it had departed, the townspeople rushed out of their shelters to survey the damage and provide help to the few wounded.  Around fifteen minutes later, a full squadron of planes arrived, and more bombs were dropped onto the town centre.  At the same time, a group of fighter planes strafed those attempting to flee into the fields beyond the town.  The local hospital, staffed by nuns, was also attacked.   

At 5.15, another wave of planes appeared overhead and for the next two-and-a-half hours, they carpet-bombed the town: this was a new aerial strategy that the Condor Squadron had recently developed for attacking enemy trenches, but which they now experimented with in an attack on a civilian settlement that lacked any form of defence.  As well as bombs, numerous incendiary devices containing thermite and phosphorus were also dropped, burning alive the people and animals below, and setting fire to buildings.  By evening, the town centre was flattened, a chaotic mass of charred ruins.  Of the 7,000 population, more than one third were casualties: 1,600  dead and close to 900 wounded.

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Henry VIII is England’s most famous king.  Some kings are famous for great wartime deeds, for example Richard I, known as “the Lionheart”, or Henry V, victor at Agincourt; some are famous for well-remembered episodes during their kingship, such as Alfred, who burnt some cakes, or Richard III, who lost his horse; others are famous for disabilities, such as George III’s madness or George VI’s stutter.  Henry VIII is famous neither for heroic deeds nor disabilities, but because he had six wives.   Plenty of kings had multiple mistresses, but multiple marriages are far less common; six wives is an unusually high number for kings; even for movie stars, although Tony Curtis managed it.

To understand Henry VIII’s lifelong commitment to serial monogamy we need to consider the political problem that confronted him and his belief about how best to solve it.  His father, Henry Tudor, had emerged as the victor of the War of the Roses, a civil war in England that followed on from the end of the Hundred Years War between England and France (1337-1453).  For more than thirty years, two English noble families contested the right to the throne until the dispute was finally settled by Henry Tudor’s victory over Richard of York (who lost his horse) in 1485, and his subsequent marriage to Elizabeth, the daughter and heir of the rival family. 

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When the Sexual Offences Act (1967) was passed by the UK parliament, homosexual acts between men were partially decriminalised. Initially, the law only applied in England and Wales (decriminalisation was extended to Scotland in 1980, and to Northern Ireland in 1982), and only applied to men over the age of 21 (the age of consent for homosexuals acts was lowered to 18 in 1984, and then in 2000 was harmonised with the age of consent for heterosexual acts, at 16), and did not apply to men serving in the armed forces (although it was extended to include them in 2000). Homosexual acts between women were never legally prohibited in the UK and therefore did not need to be decriminalised. This Act formed part of a slew of progressive legislation in the late 1960s, which also included the legalisation of abortion, the abolition of capital punishment, and the relaxation of the divorce laws, all championed by the Labour Party’s then Home Secretary, Roy Jenkins.

Not everyone in British politics welcomed the advent of the permissive society. In the mid-1980s public anxiety about the spread of AIDS provided the chance for opponents of liberalisation to campaign for new laws that proscribed ‘the promotion’ of homosexuality. Section 28 of the Local Government Act (1988), passed by the Conservative government led by Margaret Thatcher, required that local authorities in England, Wales, and Scotland shall not intentionally promote homosexuality or publish material with the intention of promoting homosexuality, nor should they promote the teaching in any maintained school of the acceptability of homosexuality as a pretended family relationship. While many local government employees and many teachers worried about the meaning of the term “promotion” – did buying copies of books by Oscar Wilde for libraries count as promotion? What about playing music by Benjamin Britten? Was visiting Hadrian’s Wall problematic? – many UK newspapers conducted aggressive and intrusive reporting of the lives and behaviour of well-known gay men. It appeared, for a short time, that twenty years of progress had been reversed.

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