#kensal green

[cliozaur]

A season of cemetery aesthetic

Kensal Green, the oldest of the Magnificent Seven

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The Great Miss Lydia Becker

Long before the Daily Mail coined the term “suffragette” in 1906, women campaigned for equality, including the amateur scientist Lydia Becker. Despite establishing a centre for the suffrage movement in Manchester and founding the Women’s Suffrage Journal, Becker does not get nearly as much praise as the women who followed in her wake, such as Emmeline Pankhurst and Millicent Fawcett. Lydia…

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Kensal Green Cemetery by kdsims

[fuckyeahgoodomens]

Good Omens filming locations masterpost! ❤ 🐍😊 Part 3

(here to part 1 :))

(here to part 2 :))

Here to the map :)

S2 London (cont):

C rushing to A after Beelzebub's visit (S02E01) - Regent Street St James's, London

Scene: Crowley rushing to Aziraphale after Beelzebub told with that anyone who will be find helping Gabriel will be dealt with extreme sanctions

Availability (as of 2024): street all day

Link on the map

BONUS:

The 1990 book promo photo - Kensal Green Cemetery, London

The photo with Terry Pratchett and Neil Gaiman that appeared on the 1990 back cover of Good Omens was taken in February 1990 in Kensal Green Cemetery. After the photo was taken and developed they noticed the winged hourglasses and used it as a design motif for the book. The mausoleum is the Hugh mausoleum of Baron John Frederick Andrew Huth, a banker that died 1864.

Availability (as of 2024):

The cemetery is open cca 9-17 but it good to check the opening times on their page since the two entrances slightly differs and times also differ on Sundays and bank holidays.

The mausoleum can be seen from the cemetery path but to get close to it you have to go through overgrown grass and a bit of bramble.

If you go, check if the one of the smol fygo gifts are still there :) ❤ .

Link on the map

Whew! This masterpost took me several weeks, hope you enjoyed it and it might help you plan your trip to see the Good Omens places! :) ❤ 🐍😊 Wahoo! :)

[green-grin]

I was gifted tickets for the Ocean at the End of the Lane play by my thoughtful partner, and promptly decided I was going to make the most of it organizing my very own Neil Gaiman Tour of London. I’ve been wanting to visit some of the magnificent sevens for ages - so it was two birds with one headstone, really. 

It first took a little bit of poking around Kensal Green cemetery to find the JF Huth mausoleum, where the iconic picture with Terry and Neil was taken - its carvings used for the book and show. Lots of stone angels in that graveyard, but also, charmingly, some snakes. If you ever want to find the mausoleum.

Then we payed our respects to Soho and Berwick Street staring both in Good Omens (kind of) and Neverwhere, before heading to the theater. The play was, needless to say, utterly beautiful. As were the adaptation choices : the books the boy reads - echoes of his own story, how they took the fantastic flea to life, how they made the father-son relationship even more central to the narrative. 

Under an unlikely bright november sun (vampires sadly weren’t seen), we went to both sides of Highgate cemetery, because of the Graveyard Book : "The graveyard in The Graveyard Book was built up equally from Highgate Cemetery West, Abney Park in Stoke Newington, and a little bit from Glasgow Necropolis." NG.

And finally we went to Battersea to have a sandwich in front of the iconic Good Omens bandstand. From an old stone bridge we watched the night turns the Thames black, without being eaten by the darkness ourselves - as it apparently only happens in the London Below. We walked almost 13 km that day, or more accurately, 8 miles. 

I’ve crossed the channel countless times and I will keep on doing it because there’s still so much to discover in this huge, old, wonderful city.

[starlavastra]

Now that the trailer is here and it's basically confirmed that we will get the bone mirror shenanigans, all i want is for Bickerstaff's ghost to scared the shit out of me honestly

[atimble]

I’ve been watching Lockwood & co. and I actually live near the cemetery they visit in episode 4. Fun fact, Kensal Green cemetery is the same one that Neil Gaiman and Terry Pratchett took their author photo at for Good Omens

That’s me recreating their photo! I’ve had lots of walks in that cemetery and thankfully have never seen any ghosts

[spiritsdancinginthenight]

[classlutup]

His ass was NOT unconcious

A bit of a tangent but hear me out. In a few interviews, the actors have said they had to stay awake for hours and hours at a time doing the Kensal Green Cemetery scenes. And I just really like the idea of Cameron being so deliriously tired that this is the best take they got, of him trying not to giggle and fuck up the scene.

Saw this tweet and it was just too good not to share

Credit to phinlands and carlyleandco on twitter

link to og tweet

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kensal green cemetery

[fuckyeahgoodomens]

KENSAL GREEN CEMETERY IN LONDON 🥰

I visitited the cemetery where this classic Good Omens cover with winged hourglass was taken :)

I left something in the tree behind it for the Good Omens fans ;) <3.

[mynonclicheblog]

I'm thinking waaayyyy too much about the implications of Lockwood's morning montage that was cut from the final edit...

Mainly about the fact that he's shown to be lying there, wide awake.

Complete Fiction confirmed on twitter that this scene was supposed to happen at the beginning of episode 5, and hoooo boy do I have THOUGHTS about this. Okay. So.

When we look at the events of episode 4, it was an emotional roller coaster of a day for Lockwood. I'd argue it was the most stressful single day's events for him that we see up to this point. To recap, Lockwood had to deal with:

Being bested and humiliated by Kipps's crew during the wraith hunt; (presumably) having to worry about Lucy's wellbeing after she passed out in the basement; waay too many close calls at the Kensal Green Cemetery job that night; getting into a big blowout/fight with BOTH George and Lucy; having to expose a very raw and vulnerable side of himself to apologize to Lucy; and finally, putting himself in a bet with Kipps that could potentially cost him his home, his livelihood, his purpose; and worst of all - it could cost the same for Lucy and George. That, I imagine, is something that would've kept him awake. Just turning over all the worst case scenarios, all the ways he'd have to try and pick up the pieces if he ended up losing the bet, therefore single-handedly ruining the lives of the two greatest people in the world due to his own rash stupidity.

Whew.

No wonder this poor sweet boy hasn't slept.

But then I think about the events of episode 5, and how it contains some of his most reckless behavior to date - like inviting a dangerous criminal to their home, spontaneously sneaking into Winkman's to find the mirror, at the same time leaving George alone at the house where said criminal will most likely show up (something the dialogue explicitly tells us Lockwood "forgot" about) - and I wonder how much of that was exacerbated by his poor emotional regulation + lack of sleep after the whirlwind that was yesterday. It's so, so difficult to think clearly when you're running on empty.

He's just a kid, your honor.

Episode 5 is also the one in which Lockwood/Cameron's dark circles are the most prominent in the entirety of season 1.

I JUST... I JUST think it's really important that it's episode 5 specifically that we were going to be shown Lockwood getting up in the morning! Because it adds SO MUCH context to know that he didn't sleep that night!!!

[spiritsdancinginthenight]

[nomolosk]

Got an idea for a scene I want to include in my Nightwatch!Lucy fic, but it's going to probably be months before I get there, and it's too cute not to share.

So here, have a spoiler:

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[Lucy kissed Lockwood after Aickemere’s to get him to shut up about taking his coat back, now they’re back in Portland Row that evening]

Lucy stood at the sink, finishing the washing up. Lucy’s head hurt too much for her to sleep at the moment, so she was trying to keep herself busy- too busy to think much. Unfortunately, she was running out of tidying up to do. Holly kept everything so spotless that there really wasn’t much.

She let the water drain out of the sink while she debated whether oiling chains would be too much of a dull task to keep her mind focused when she heard a step behind her. Lucy looked over her shoulder to see Lockwood standing in the doorway.

It was almost like she was seeing him for the first time- except that it wasn’t really. It was almost like they should have met under very different circumstances than the ones they found themselves facing that night in Kensal Green Cemetery.

She’d heard enough about the Lockwood and Co. interview process now that she could almost imagine what might have happened if she’d known they were holding interviews that first day in London.

She would have knocked on the door, desperate for one last chance. George would have opened it… and probably asked her something inane about donuts. It would have been late in the day, and he’d be irritated by all the forced socializing, so he’d be hungry and probably too blunt. But Lucy would have come in anyway.

And then George would have shown her into the living room, where Lockwood would have been waiting. He might have been sitting in his favorite chair, or possibly standing in front of the mirror over the fireplace, checking his hair. And then he would have looked up and seen her… their eyes would have met for the very first time, and…

Lucy suddenly realized that Lockwood was standing in front of her, looking at her with a question in his eyes. She hadn’t even noticed him crossing the room. She blushed and shook her head, offering him an apologetic smile.

“Sorry, what did you say?”

“I said, ‘You should be resting,’” Lockwood said.

Lucy sighed and closed her eyes briefly. Norrie’s dead face flashed in front of her and she quickly blinked them open again. “Yeah, well… tell that to my head. Bloody thing won’t stop hurting long enough for me to fall asleep.”

“Have you taken aspirin or paracetamol?”

“Yep! Full recommended dosage.”

“Right. That’s good. Well… what about an ice-pack?”

Lucy tilted her head to consider. “That might help…”

“I’ll get you one, but first,” Lockwood said, taking another step forward. “You left something with me earlier. I’d just like to give it back… if that’s okay?”

Lucy frowned slightly. “Really? I don’t remember giving you anything… are you sure?”

“Quite sure,” he said firmly, and then he was closer than ever, and his hand was lifting her chin, and his lips were covering hers.

Lucy froze, completely taken aback. In the haze of making it back home earlier, and then cleaning up, and discovering that she wouldn’t be able to fall asleep, she’d somehow managed to forget that she’d kissed him that morning.

Only to shut him up, of course, because he was being a right stubborn git about taking his coat back…

And now he was kissing her. In the kitchen. In front of the sink.

It was a good kiss, for what it was worth. Soft, warm… gentle.

Lucy’s scrambled brain just had time to realize that she should probably be kissing him back, and then he pulled away. His eyes studied her for a long moment, while she struggled to do anything other than goggle at him. Then his gaze dropped and he stepped away.

“Sorry. Maybe I shouldn’t have-”

Lucy’s brain and body kicked into high gear and before she knew it, her hands were wrapped around the lapels of his stupid bloody coat, tugging him back into position.

“No, that was… very considerate,” she said, staring at his open collar. “You’re a very conscientious, uh, holder of precious items.” Her voice had dropped to a whisper, and she could feel herself blushing.

A slow grin spread over his face. “Oh? I’m pleased to hear you say that. As it happens, I think the same of you, Miss Carlyle.”

“Yeah?” Lucy asked, breathlessly. She couldn’t believe she was actually doing this, that they were actually doing this.

“Yes, I do. In fact…” Lockwood bent to capture her lips again, this time in a short peck. “I’d like to leave some of my precious items in your keeping. If you’d allow that.”

“Well,” Lucy said, swallowing hard. “I sh-should probably tell you that… I charge interest.”

Lockwood’s grin broadened. “Works for me- I’ve been trying to catch your interest for a while now.”

Lucy, face completely aflame now, was just about to collect that interest, when a voice from the doorway shattered the illusion that they were the only two people in the world.

“That was terrible. Lucy, please tell me that line didn’t work on you.” George moved to the cupboard with the glasses and took one down, and then unceremoniously bumped them both away from the sink so he could fill it with water. “Also, if this kind of disgusting display is going to become common around here, we need to come up with some house rules.”

Lucy hid her face in Lockwood’s shirt while he shook with silent laughter. The arse.

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[brainrotallthewaydown1312]

I've had a thought about Lucy after the Combe Carey well fight that I've not seen floating around. plenty of people talk about liking this moment

about the dichotomy of these reactions from her and how it made George feel and the locklyle moment. but I have cot3 brainrot and a fine tooth comb just for subtext and my reading of this is giving me the feels.

obviously, Lucy is the first one up after the explosion. George is closer to her so when she comes to, he the one she goes to. and she tries being gentler at first. she starts with his name and a little shake. she is speaking urgently because she is scared, but as it doesn't work she builds to that slap. and it happens because of her building fear that she lost her new family in one fell swoop. she needs them to wake up. she needs George to wake up.

and when he does, it's "my cheek hurts" not "what happened" or "we did it" or anything along those lines. it's an acknowledgement of the moment they are in now that is both a serious grumpy response after a long ordeal and a moment of banter so natural between them he doesn't have to think about it. and it tells her he is okay. you can see her relax for a moment when he says that.

and as George was still getting his bearings, Lockwood stirred. she didn't have to wake him. he was already coming to. so she gets to him as quickly as she can. and she needs him to know she is there and okay. so she grabs at his hand and gets close, trying to listen.

George didn't see the desperate crawl from where she landed to him. he didn't see the build, the fear. he felt the slap and heard her checking on him. and if you pay attention, George is looking away from her towards Lockwood before he stirrs. he also needs to know they are all okay. but he felt the slap and heard her rushed voice and then saw that crawl to Lockwood. the way she held his hand. and that was one of the biggest seeds for his third wheel feelings before the first Kensal Green job.

this scene is such a good snapshot of exactly where they are. they all need each other and they are all terrified of losing each other. and within their dynamic, Lucy is there to react rashly to their situation, Lockwood is there to attempt to communicate with them but fail until just a moment too late, and George is there to observe and egg them all slowly forward. and this minute as they all wake up is amazing. it's such a strong moment of characterization for all of them individually but also as a group. regardless of any shipping you want to read into it.

that being said, this is definitely an entry in the "cot3 is canon in my heart" scrapbook in my head

[the-biscuit-agreement]

Lockwood saying the graveyard security at Kensal Green is a bit scary just makes me imagine Nigel Sykes bringing along the posh seer he just hired to one of his graveyard jobs and thirteen year old Anthony Lockwood shrinks back behind him when the security comes over to talk to him so Sykes is prepared for this kid to cut and run and is ready to shield him from all the ghosts and then they're fighting for their lives again some wraith and Lockwood is grinning and taunting and acting like it is all a game and Sykes is convinced he has just found himself responsible for a lunatic.