Surely the greatest contribution that England has made to the world (apart from deep-fried Mars bars) is Charles Darwin. Certainly, then, the most important tourist destinations in England should be sites associated with Darwin. At least, that has always been my opinion. This post is about my failures and successes in attempting to visit Darwin’s haunts – and a few unexpected and uncommon discoveries along the way.
|Would Chuck D have partaken?|
The next day I was off for Down House, which proved to be quite a commute from the hotel, as befit Darwin’s desire to escape the city. I was even forced to wait about an hour for the bus from South Bromley to Downe Village (the “e” was added after Darwin’s time to distinguish it from another Down elsewhere). Fortunately, a Starbuck’s was right beside the bus stop, and so I could sip a non-fat no-whip hot chocolate (tastes the same the world over) and edit a paper. Eventually the bus came and about 20 minutes later we stopped at St. Mary’s Church in Downe. From there it was a 10 minute walk along a narrow lane between some fields and I had the great fun of seeing a pheasant prancing about – did Darwin shoot at its ancestors and miss? Down House was amazing, of course, particularly Darwin’s study and his thinking path, where I made a video to ask the pressing question: How did Darwin walk his sandwalk?
I could well have written an entire post about the wonders of Down House: Darwin loved billiards and would play every day with his butler, Darwin would leave his office dozens of times a day just to get a pinch of snuff from the hallway outside, Darwin rode horses until he fell and gave up, and so on. However, what happened after I left proved to be even more surprising and inspiring and so I will turn to that story.
|Submitting a paper at Down House.|
After about four hours at Down House, I walked back to the church in Downe to catch the bus. I had a few minutes to spare and so I walked around the church (and saw a plaque saying the sundial was in Darwin’s honor) and in the church (where written material explained how Darwin and his butler, Mr. Parslow, were an integral part of the community). As the bus was arriving, I saw a pub across the street from the church – the George & Dragon. Hmmm, I thought, how could I not have a drink in the bar in Darwin’s home town? So I let the bus go by, committing myself to at least an hour in Downe, and walked across the street to have a pint of Guinness. On my way there, I started to wonder. Could Darwin have gone to this pub? It looked quite old – perhaps he stopped in for a beer or two. Or maybe he spent the whole church service there after his beloved daughter Annie died and his faith was thus permanently shattered.
I entered the pub and was reinforced in my romantic hope as it looked really old, down to the low ceiling with rough-hewn and sagging support beams. But it still seemed a silly hope, so I started by asking the bartender some leading questions. “How old is Guinness?” – “Oh, hundreds of years.” “Cool – and how old is this pub.” – “Oh, considerably older than Guinness.” “Really,” I say, my excitement mounting. “Could Darwin have come in here for a pint.” – “Oh, yes, certainly. In fact, he stayed upstairs while visiting Downe and looking at the house.” “Awesome. Perhaps he had a pint of Guinness here – just like I am doing.” – “Oh, that seems likely as he did some business here – see the photo and inscription on the wall.”
|Darwin’s pub – the George and Dragon|
Guinness in hand, I walk over to a framed document, which included a picture of the pub in the old days – originally called the George Inn – accompanied by an excerpt from the Bromley Record, July 1, 1867.
On Tuesday, 11th June, the Downe Friendly Benefit Society held their 17th anniversary at the GEORGE INN where a most excellent dinner was provided by Mr. and Mrs. Uzzell. The chair was taken by Mr. Snow and the vice-chair by Mr. Parslow. After the cloth was removed and the usual loyal toasts and healths of the treasurer C. R. Darwin Esquire and others, had been given …
Be still my beating heart.
Over the next few hours, I sat in a big comfy chair beside a fireplace that might have warmed Darwin (but not me, owing to fire regulations) and drank several pints while bus after bus went by without me. I edited a paper about the evolution of resistance to parasites. I edited the video asking How did Darwin walk his sandwalk? And I generally absorbed the ambiance and reveled in the thought that I might be sitting in the place where Darwin first scribbled his “I think” diagram – perhaps on a bar napkin.
|Darwin’s thinking chair?|
OK, I realize I am being overly romantic here. Guinness was probably not on tap in 1860. And, if it was, it was probably not available in the George Inn. And, if it was, Darwin’s delicate stomach probably made him gravitate toward easier fare. And bar napkins probably didn’t exist. And, if they did, Darwin probably didn’t bring his quill to the bar. And, if he did, he probably wasn’t thinking about evolution while drinking. And, of course, he probably scribbled his I think diagram somewhere else (indeed, he did so before buying Down House). But the experience was nevertheless inspiring and the scenario at least plausible in that Darwin might have had some eureka moments in the same physical location I was occupying. Certainly, most of my good ideas have come in bars over a pint of beer or a glass of whisky – at least most of my good blog ideas anyway.
|Or maybe Darwin would have preferred this sherry - photo by Mike Hendry|
Deep Fried Mars bars were invented in Scotland Andrew so unfortunately England can't claim that as a contribution to the advancement of the human species. Inspiring post otherwise though. I grew up only 40 miles from Down House and never realised it until the final months of my PhD in Belfast. Once I handed in my thesis, I took a pilgrimage of sorts to the place and walked Darwin's sandwalk. The house in general is really inspiring but perhaps my favourite thing about it is that it is clear Darwin had a very loving family life. It seems he really was a nice guy and he clearly doted on and adored his children, somewhat of a rarity amongst gentlemen of the Victorian era. I know I'll never even come close to matching his scientific achievements but if I can make a small contribution and have a similar work-life balance I'd be pretty happy!ReplyDelete
PS. Wilberforce does have a plaque in Westminster Abbey (and his father William is buried there) but he is actually buried in Dorking which is very close to Downe.
So I guess England is really down to only Charles Darwin then!Delete
Thanks for the Wilberforce info, Ben Haller told me much the same but we decide that it was more fun to leave it in the blog as speculation rather than fact.
Cheers and thanks.
Regarding how Darwin walked his sandwalk, there are some rather charming details here: http://www.english-heritage.org.uk/daysout/properties/home-of-charles-darwin-down-house/garden/sandwalk/ReplyDelete
I'm sorely disappointed that you did not work on the proposal for Darwin's finches while sitting in Darwin's pub. I hope the beer was good, at least...ReplyDelete
FROM ANDREW'S MOM:ReplyDelete
A nonsicence major who reads your blog might wish to propose that William Shakespeare is a candidate for the greatest contribution Englad has made to the world. Shakespeare is the greatest writer of the English language. His writings have been translated into many languages. His plays are still presented in theatres around the world. You even have a connection to Shakespeare, as one of your ancestors is a character in one of Shakespeare's plays. (This is, in truth, not much to brag about as the ancestor, Stephen Hopkins, is portrayed as a drunken buffoon). Others, even perhaps a younger you, might suggest that J. R. R. Tolkien qualifies as England's greatest contribution.
History majors and exploration buffs might propose Sir Francis Drake, who circumnavigated the world, or Sir Walter Raleigh, who established the first colony in what is now the United States. (They might also point out that W. Shakespeare and C. Darwin were never knighted.)
Or, another branch of the scientific community might wish to propose Sir Isaac Newton as England's greatest contribution to science and to our understanding of the physical world.
Ah Mom - you are so wrong!!!!!!!!Delete
Shakespeare and JRR Tolkien made awesome contributions to literature but Darwin forever changed the way we view ourselves (and he did so in all languages).
Just found out there is a real Darwin's Pub - although it is in Austin, TX. http://www.darwinspubaustin.com/ReplyDelete
If I were in Austin, I would certainly select this pub. Naturally.ReplyDelete