Commonplace 176 George & Mrs Grundy.
If Douglas Adams'
ground-breaking The Hitchhiker's Guide To The Galaxy click teaches us anything,
it is that everything is meshed together by Interconnectedness. So it is with
Mrs Grundy.
Phryne Revealed Before The Areopagus by Jean-Leon Gerome (1861)
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Of all the women in
George's life, it could have been Mrs Grundy who gave him the most grief. He
often mentions how flabbergasting she is. Such was her power over him that he
wrote, but destroyed unpublished, a novel entitled Mrs Grundy's Enemies; no
doubt he considered himself in their number. A quick squint at her Wikipedia
page click proves how
influential she was and how she continues to vex writers in particular. So, who
was this femme fatale who so tied George up in knots that his mojo was
comprehensively flummoxed?
She first gets a
mention in Speed The Plough, a play by Thomas Morton (1764-1838), but she is
only present as a 'ghost at the feast' reference and does not make an actual
appearance. She is the personification of what is proper and right, and all
human doings are judged by her pronouncements. She is an expert on etiquette
and social manners - with particular reference to what is or is not, morally
decent - and is the standard by which all actions can/should be judged, mostly
by those who cannot set their own parameters. Thomas Morton for some time attended
a school in Soho Square in central London. Soho Square was a thorn in George's
side because he thoroughly disapproved of Marianne aka Nell visiting there to
meet her friends. This was probably at what is now known as The House of St
Barnabas, but was originally named as The House of Charity, a place of support
for the homeless or those in need of help, though there is really no reason to suggest Nell didn't have friends who were thriving. Despite the worst from George's biographers, it's clear she made a good impression on his brother William, his uncle and his grandfather, and was even asked to work in a food shop by his Uncle Paul, so it cannot be assumed she was some kind of abject slattern. Morley Roberts reports visiting George and Nell when she was too ill to see visitors. Roberts noted the room George received him in was untidy and he also mentions there was a servant, and yet, somehow, the state of the place becomes Nell's fault, even though she was sick in bed!
Of course, those who don't know London history well will always think of Soho in its present context - strip clubs, peep shows and shady dealings and dealers, as well as being the heart of the British film industry. The late Daniel Farson is the go-to guy for all manner of interesting stuff about the area, from its early days of infamy and legend to the 1960s and the rise of the gangster and the work of Francis Bacon. Check out the wiki page click. Much is made of Nell visiting friends in the area in the 1880s as if it was a bastion of vice and the only inhabitants were bad 'uns. In fact it was a moderately poor area (according to the 1898 Booth Poverty Map) but not the very worst or even the second very worst.
George
makes The House of Charity sound like a hell-hole full of filth and ill-repute but it was
a place run by followers of the Church of England, and William Gladstone was a
regular supporter. In fact, it was started by The Oxford Movement, and offered
a range of services to families and individuals who were in want: 'The House of Charity described itself as one of the
few institutions in London where men, women and children of all walks of life,
were able to 'apply for aid without a loss of self-respect'. Temporary guests
of the House included 'all who found themselves in a condition of
friendlessness and destitution that is not the manifest result of idleness or
vice.'
House of St Barnabas aka The House of Charity |
Soho Square was also where the Catholic St
Patrick's Church is situated. George was highly critical of Marianne when she
said she wanted to take up the Catholic faith - he thought this was a sign she
was mad (this says so much more about George than it ever could about
Marianne). Perhaps it was the combination of access to a caring, social support
system and its potential for influence that spooked him. Add to this the
pastoral care offered by the Catholic faith, perhaps he realised his sway over
Nell was threatened. At this time, she was seriously ill and receiving all
manner of medical interventions. No doubt she gained more compassion from her
friends and supporters than she ever did from her husband; we know he was
annoyed when her supporters turned up at his door and told him off about his
treatment of her. Biographers assume these women were
common termagants but maybe they were the equivalent of social
workers who visited mean and heartless husbands who didn't treat their wives
well. And Marianne could have been offering support when she could to others in
similar or worse situations as she found herself. Perhaps the people who
supported her viewed George as a wife abuser and encouraged Marianne to leave
him when she finally made the break that took her to live in Brixton.
From 'Speed the
Plough', Mrs Grundy reappears in Samuel Butler's 'Erewhon', an 1872 novel about
an imaginary place click, not quite a sci fi
but more than a fairy tale. Here, Butler turns the name Grundy into an anagram,
but Victorians loved word puzzles and puns, and so there was no real mystery.
She is described as an 'incomprehensible goddess' - which is exactly what I
aspire to be. Samuel Butler was interesting cove who spent time sheep farming
in New Zealand, and who loved to live in isolated study of Homer.
Samuel Butler
(1835-1902) was wealthy and so had a few more options than George enjoyed, but
they had quite a lot in common. Both were fond of the Classics, both wrote
about sex and the Victorians, and both did battle with Mrs Grundy. Butler's
later title The Way of All Flesh (1903) had the double-meaning likely to
confuse those hoping to find a saucy read, much as The Odd Women and The
Private Papers of.... probably did. Any disappointed readers would have perhaps
taken themselves of to specialist bookshops or purveyors of artistic prints -
copies of My Secret Life by Anonymous - not the current outfit using that
name!! - were available from 1888. This work eventually went to almost a dozen
volumes, and is now regarded as a classic of Victorian literature, much more
informative of its age than anything produced by George and Mr Butler. To whet
your appetite, if you haven't been there already (I know I have!), go to click. We may assume George didn't know it
was written by someone who coined the name 'Walter' as a pseudonym, unless he
wanted his son to be associated with it.
Butler's Erewhon was mistaken
as a sequel to Bulwer-Lytton's block-busting Vril: The Power of the Coming Race
(1871) - another dodgy title - which was an early sci-fi/fantasy novel from the eugenicist wife beating sodomite memebr of the atr. This misplaced
association made it into a best seller, but when the truth was revealed - that
Erewhon had nothing to do with Bulwer-Lytton - sales of Butler's book bombed.
The fickle reading public, eh? Bulwer-Lytton (1803-1873) might be remembered as
a writer, or even as the originator of phrases such as 'the great unwashed', and
'the pen is mightier than the sword' (though that may have originally been a
typo haha) but will always be remembered by half the population as a sexual
pervert and wife rapist. It would seem he is also famed for having an
influence on those believing the Earth is hollow. And he was embraced by the
Theosophists. But there was worse to come.
Early works by
Bulwer-Lytton include several about Romans - The Last Days of Pompeii (1834)
was followed the next year by Rienzi, Last of the Roman Tribunes. Now, I don't
know much about (anything haha) opera or the Nazis, but I do know Wagner used
the book for the basis of his Rienzi and that Hitler said it was his favourite
Wagner work, and that it was a huge influence on his political thinking.
However unreadable Veranilda is, at least it didn't kick-start the Holocaust.
Of course, the
spectre of Mrs Grundy was usually invoked in order to shame people into
appearing to be something they were not - which was whatever the norm was that
prudes set for themselves and others. The British have a dual personality that
lurches from the bawdy to the prudish in all things, but smut and innuendo, and
blatant erotica and pornography, have been staples in the British cultural diet
since before written records could record them, and illustrators were able to work up
the visuals.
Pollice Verso by Jean-Leon Gerome 1872
When Mrs Grundy was
busy making folk feel guilty and shameful about sex, what did she say about the
other sort of erotica/porn - that is, violence? The Victorian age is famous for
the amount of cruelty it tolerated, but it was also the time when cruelty was
beginning to sicken all sectors of the community, and sexual exploitation was
beginning to affront the sensibilities of the majority. Risible and annoying as
she was, perhaps Mrs Grundy had a small part to play in that.
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