London is full of incredible, life -confirming museums and cultural institutions. It is also the home base of some definitely irregular, which is also worth attention.
The best avoided by the Squeamish is the Hunterian – named after the 18th -century surgeon John Hunter – a catalog of anatomical monsters. It is certainly creepy: planks are covered with things such as dissected toads and crushed skulls, and skeletons are everywhere. There are chopped, cartoon -like feet, rolled up intestines. It is Macaber, but tells the fascinating story of how doctors and scientists are understood so much about both humanity and the natural world.
London Sewing Machine Museum
It is Balham, somewhat confusing, that is the home of Wimbledon sewing machines, a sewing machine shop and repair center. Go up a staircase and there is a museum, a room with a red sad room to more than 600 machines from the beginning of the 19th century to the present. The place is dressed as a theateret, with furniture and props that are suitable for the machines, so the feeling is one of the time.
Ah, the Freemasons, that shadow -rich cult – absolutely, absolutely no cult – who thrive behind closed walls in the corridors of power and the course history change to fit his whims. Or, at least that happened at least, until the 1990s came and all the air was left out of his influence. Anyway, this fascinating museum, open for the first time in 1838, tells the Freemason Story, helped by, appropriate enough, coats and daggers.
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