The House of Miss Muff: Queer London Before It Had a Name
In Whitechapel near where Black Lion Yard once cut through the street, in 1728, there was a door. And behind it, a different London entirely.
In Whitechapel near where Black Lion Yard once cut through the street, in 1728, there was a door. And behind it, a different London entirely.
Somewhere between the caffeinated earnestness of Bloomsbury’s student haunts and the polished nostalgia of its blue plaques sits a shop