The Great Eastern


My dear departed grandmother lived her early life in the East “end” of London. One of the memories she recounted most regularly to us was of her sitting in Victoria Park reading the thickest densest books she could find because she was only allowed just the one book at a time from Bethnal Green Library.

So the latest offering from the folks at Herb Lester is particularly poignant because slap bang in the middle of their East London Companion sits the very same library that she visited many many years ago.

I think a pilgrimage is in order.


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