Previously Posted: Dark Satanic Mills

For those new to CabbieBlog or readers who are slightly forgetful, on Saturdays I’m republishing posts, many going back over a decade. Some will still be very relevant while others have become dated over time. Just think of this post as your weekend paper supplement.

Dark Satanic Mills (19.03.13)

Food producers adulterating our food is a recurring problem. When the Albion Flour Mills opened the traditional millers – who feared the factory would drive their wind and water mills out of business – had for a long time been spreading rumours that flour from the factory was adulterated with all manner of unpleasant substances.

Since bread was the main diet of the poor millers were often portrayed as the greedy cheating baddie. At times of high wheat prices bakers and millers would be the target of rioters, often accused along with farmers and landowners of hoarding to jack up prices. Bread riots could involve the whole community, though they were often led by women, rioters would often seize bread and force bakers to it at a price they thought fair.

The Albion Mill was the first significant factory built in London. It was situated east side of Blackfriars Road on the approach to Blackfriars Bridge close to the Thames. Inside this modern wonder of its day, vast steam engines powered mill wheels which ground the flour on a huge scale.

Before the fire grinding 10 bushels of wheat per hour, by 20 pairs of 150 horsepower millstones, the Mills were the industrial wonder of the time, quickly becoming a fashionable sight of the London scene, they were regarded as the most powerful machines in the world. The trendy middle and upper classes had liked to drive to Blackfriars in their coaches and gawp at the new industrial age being born.

But in 1791 the factory dramatically burned to the ground in very suspicious circumstances.

The Mills stood in Blackfriars, an area together with neighbouring Southwark long notorious for its rebellious poor and for artisan and early working-class political organisation. At one time the Thames Bank at Lambeth was littered with windmills – eventually, they were all put out of business by steam power. When the Albion opened London millers feared ruin.

It was hardly surprising that when the mill was an inferno, they made their joy immediately apparent. A huge crowd gathered and made no effort to save the Mills, but stood around watching in grim satisfaction. Later in the day locals and mill workers danced around the smoking ruins, ballads of rejoicing were printed and sung on the spot and millers waved placards which read ‘Success to the mills of ALBION but no Albion Mills.’

After a soldier and a constable got into a row, a fight broke out leading to a mini-riot; but firemen turned their hoses on the crowd thus the first recorded use of early water cannon. To further make their point, the millers labelled the factory Satanic.

William Blake lived a short distance from the factory and it is thought the event inspired the line ‘Dark Satanic mills’ in his poem And Did Those Feet in Ancient Time, later made famous as the hymn Jerusalem.

Monthly Musings

April 2026

📖 A brilliant notebook

In May 2011, the Filofax Flex was launched, a modular, ringless organiser designed to bridge the gap between traditional ring-bound planners and modern notebook folios. Much slimmer and lighter than traditional Filofax organisers, allowing it to lie completely flat when open, featuring a structure of internal and external pockets that offered multiple permutations of pencils, notebooks, diaries, year planners and jot pads. Also, the top and bottom slots even made the folder reversible for both left- and right-handed users. Unfortunately, it wasn’t popular and was discontinued by the end of 2014. With my old one written to destruction, I’ve had to purchase another secondhand from eBay.

👃 Tube station smells

Long before COVID-19, I developed an olfactory dysfunction, where even strong smells weren’t definable. So I was fascinated when top London geek, Matt Brown, discussed on Lev Parikian’s Six Things Substack podcast the Tube Station map he had produced of smells. Yes, apparently Waterloo-Lambeth smells of ‘rodent’, a mousy smell; Warren Street has hints of ‘sooty milk’; Marylebone conjures up ‘Scalextric sparks’; while my favourite is the aroma of a ‘sweaty cardigan’ at Embankment.

🔥 1666

Listening to the excellent TimeTable London podcast, which a recent episode featured Jonnie Fielding, founder of Bowl of Chalk Walking Tours (No, me neither), he also mentioned writing a book, which is a rather good thriller with The Great Fire of London as its backdrop.

🏗️ Gallows Corner

This important junction, with no realistically feasible detour, which closed in June last year for work to replace the flyover that was scheduled to last 12 weeks, has opened after 11 months of chaos in the surrounding area. At least 40-tonne lorries will stay on the A roads and not the country lanes of Havering-atte-Bower. STOP PRESS: Opening delayed – again  

🦆 Sam & Ade Go Birding

According to actor Sam West, birdwatching exists on a sliding scale of geekery ‘bird watching’ is what normally adjusted people do when they stare at the sparrows through the kitchen window; birding is more organised, involving making drawings and lists, noting what you see and where. This is a rabbit hole I’ve dived down since seeing my first kingfisher. ‘Twitching’ is the hobby at full stretch, with enthusiasts dashing around the country to spot rare visitors, ticking off the entire catalogue of 636 British species plus any foreign intruders. A bemused Adrian Edmondson accompanies Sam in this C5 series.

📅 April’s posts and pages

Most read post – Ten things Londoners never do
Most read page – Taxi Tales

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London in Quotations: Donald Olson

London isn’t a stodgy place. Trend-setting London is to the United Kingdom what New York City is to the United States: the spot where everything happens first (or ultimately ends up).

Donald Olson (b.1950), England For Dummies

London Trivia: First windscreen wiper

On 26 April 1908, the windscreen wiper was invented by a Newcastle United fan driving home from London in a blizzard. Gladstone Adams was driving home after seeing his team lose the FA Cup Final to Wolves. His journey was punctuated by repeated stops to clear snow from the windscreen. Adams vowed that when he got back home he’d do something to solve the problem. And so he did.

On 26 April 1921 the first motorcycle police patrols went on duty on the streets of London, it’s not recorded how many speeding offences were booked that day

When Scotland Yard’s foundations were being built the headless torso of a woman was found, the murderer was never caught

Crutched Friars, Tower Hill takes it’s name from Fratres Cruciferi a Roman Catholic religious order that settled in the street in 1249

St. Bartholomew’s Hospital is the oldest hospital in London having been founded in 1123 by a monk named Rahere

The first Lord Mayor of London (who is an officer of The City of London) was Henry Fitz-Ailwin de Londonestone who held the position in 1189

At Guildhall’s Art Gallery the eastern entrance of a Roman amphitheatre can be viewed underneath the artworks

Princess Elizabeth (before becoming Queen) was first seen with Philip Mountbatten in public at the recently re-opened Savoy Hotel in 1946

A tennis ball was discovered in 1922 in the rafters of Westminster Hall dating from before 1520 it was stuffed with dog hair

The Ryde to Shanklin train line on the Isle of Wight uses for its rolling stock 70-year-old London Tube trains from the Northern Line

Performed at 10 pm for 700 years The Tower of London’s The Ceremony of the Keys is the world’s oldest surviving continuous military ceremony

Over 25 per cent of all people living in London were born in another country and more languages are spoken than any city in the world

CabbieBlog-cab.gifTrivial Matter: London in 140 characters is taken from the daily Twitter feed @cabbieblog.
A guide to the symbols used here and source material can be found on the Trivial Matter page.

Previously Posted: I could eat a horse

For those new to CabbieBlog or readers who are slightly forgetful, on Saturdays I’m republishing posts, many going back over a decade. Some will still be very relevant while others have become dated over time. Just think of this post as your weekend paper supplement.

I could eat a horse (13.03.13)

The site of 37 Albany Street was once home to naturalist William Buckland Dean of Westminster, a fanatical animal collector and one of London’s strangest characters.

To prove the efficacy of bird droppings as fertiliser he once used great quantities of it to write the word ‘guano’ on the lawn at his Oxford College. When the summer came and the grass had grown well the letters could be clearly seen.

Buckland’s house was overrun with animals including two monkeys he let drink and smoke, some he slept with and others were kept till they died and then dissected or just left to rot. But Buckland’s taste for natural history extended further.

He started the Society for the Acclimatisation of Animals which aimed to naturalise exotic animals to widen the nation’s diet. His wide circle of friends were guests at Albany Street and were treated to roasted hedgehog, grilled crocodile streak, slug soup, horse’s tongue, boiled elephant trunk, rhinoceros pie and boiled porpoise head which tasted like ‘broiled lamp wick. If you partook of his generous hospitality, the chances are that the dish of the day came from an animal that had roamed Buckland’s house and garden a little earlier as a pet.

Stewed mole was a dish that Buckland announced to be the most revolting thing he’d eaten, though this was before he tried ‘horribly bitter’ earwigs and ‘unspeakable’ bluebottles.

Buckland acquired exotic creatures when there was a death at the nearby London Zoo. On one occasion returning from holiday, he was furious to discover in his absence, the zoo had buried a dead leopard. Buckland eagerly dug it up for supper.

He showed no qualms in using his taste buds in pursuit of knowledge. Travelling to London on his horse one dark wintry night Buckland got lost, but trusting to his extraordinary sense of taste he simply dismounted, picked up a handful of earth, tasted it, shouted “Uxbridge!” and went on his way – if only London’s cabbies could do the same.

While visiting a cathedral where saints’ blood was said to drip on the floor, Buckland took one lick to determine the ‘blood’ was, in fact, bat urine.

Buckland’s friend Edward Harcourt, Archbishop of York, was, like Buckland himself, a great collector of curiosities and had managed to obtain what was believed to be the shrunken, mummified heart of Louis XIV. He kept it in a snuff box in his London house and rashly showed it to Buckland during a dinner party. “I have eaten many things”, Buckland is reported to have said, “but never the heart of a King” and before anyone could stop him he gobbled it up.

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