There is, or used to be, an Italian restaurant in Dean Street, Soho, named Leone's Quo Vadis. It was owned some years ago by my local travel agent's brother (Egyptian Christians, to add to the confusion). If you knew to ask, the owner would take you up to the third floor where there was a cold, dingy flat. The authorities wouldn't let him do a thing to it because of the former occupants, Dr. Marx and family. However, the beautiful veneer had been stripped off his personal desk and applied to the service bar in the private party room on the first floor, where the rich could enjoy pre-theater drinks.
I missed your site the last couple of days and didn't know you were featuring Highgate. I have some fond memories of touring this hauntingly beautiful place. I remember walking around thinking it was like walking around in an old Victorian novel.
There is, or used to be, an Italian restaurant in Dean Street, Soho, named Leone's Quo Vadis. It was owned some years ago by my local travel agent's brother (Egyptian Christians, to add to the confusion). If you knew to ask, the owner would take you up to the third floor where there was a cold, dingy flat. The authorities wouldn't let him do a thing to it because of the former occupants, Dr. Marx and family. However, the beautiful veneer had been stripped off his personal desk and applied to the service bar in the private party room on the first floor, where the rich could enjoy pre-theater drinks.
ReplyDeleteWhile I was looking at this picture, I was remembering other Marx´s statues I´ve ever seen around the world. In Moscow and Berlin, I think...
ReplyDeleteI missed your site the last couple of days and didn't know you were featuring Highgate. I have some fond memories of touring this hauntingly beautiful place. I remember walking around thinking it was like walking around in an old Victorian novel.
ReplyDelete