Ghosts of London - find the people hiding in the photograph.  #socialmedia #training cam 1870++

Despite the general creepiness of the Victorian Era, London during this point in time was actually a beautiful place to be, and these vintage photos prove it.

Lambeth High Street 1847.

1847 Lambeth High Street Showing the Windmill Pub, a pub called the Windmill still stands on the same site.

‘Wych-Street’, from the London Illustrated News - January 1, 1870

‘Wych-Street’, from the London Illustrated News - January 1870 (Think about this when some people wnat to turn back the clock)

People crossing London Bridge around the turn of the century (could be anything from 1890 to 1910).

The London Street Photography exhibition opens from 18 February to 4 September 2011 and will display images from a variety of photographers and decades including this early century image of London Bridge.

Victorian London, the Oxford Arms Inn. 1875. #Victorian #History #Historical

Oxford Arms Inn, Oxford Arms Passage, Warwick Lane, City of London A& J Bool :: Picturing England: photographs of English life

Borough High Street, London, circa 1903. And here is how it looks now: http://i.dailymail.co.uk/i/pix/2010/03/18/article-1258785-0869A69D000005DC-130_470x423.jpg

Unseen images of a lost London (when it really was a capital place to live!)

Jones Brothers, 346-366 Holloway Road, Oct 1892

Jones Brothers, Holloway Road, Holloway A Waitrose super­market replaced the department store in In the century Holloway Road was notorious for its highwaymen but the construction of Archway Road brought an end to the area’s rural character in the

A woman and child look toward a ship on the Thames, 1880.  Photo credit: Sunderland Antiquarian Society — in London, United Kingdom

photo of ship on the Thames. On 12 June 1801 Convict Ann Taylor Price arrived on board 'Earl Cornwallis' & in 1811 Convict Rebecca Dear Golsby arrived on board 'Friends'

He came silently out of the midnight shadows of August 31, 1888. Watching. Stalking. Butchering raddled, drink-sodden East End prostitutes. Leaving a trail of blood and gore that led...nowhere. They called him Jack the Ripper.

He came silently out of the midnight shadows of August Watching. Butchering raddled, drink-sodden East End prostitutes. Leaving a trail of blood and gore that led. They called him Jack the Ripper.

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