Mention the Temple Bar and my thoughts inevitably turn to a pub. It was close by East Lane (or East Street) market in London’s Walworth Road, where far too many pints of Bass IPA were sunk after work, often whilst playing endless games of space invaders. Who said men can’t multi-task? Sadly, the pub’s closed now, as is Carter Place Police Station, which used to sit conveniently - and reassuringly - next door. But the market, where it was rumoured you could buy anything if you had the right cash, is still going strong.
None of which is anything whatsoever to do with the Temple Bar that you’ll now find between St Paul’s Cathedral and Paternoster Square. In fact, this construction is Temple Bar Gate. Temple Bar is the point where Fleet Street turns into the Strand (or vice versa) and marks the boundary between the City of London and the City of Westminster (and vice versa). The name comes from the Temple Church, built by the Knights Templar, situated a few feet to the south. The bar was erected – probably in the form of a chain between posts – in the middle ages to help regulate trade; it was never a defensive barrier, or part of the City walls. By Tudor times, at least, Temple Bar had become a gated wooden house, possibly used as a prison, and the background to many historical scenes and processions. Even now, on some state occasions the monarch waits at Temple Bar for permission from the Lord Mayor to enter the City – a piece of ritual that dates back to the celebration of the defeat of the Spanish Armada during the reign of Elizabeth I in 1588.
Temple Bar Gate survived the Great Fire of 1666, but Charles II wanted it replaced and a new one, (probably) designed by Sir Christopher Wren and built of Portland stone, was built. In place by 1672, it cost £1,500. A grand central arch was flanked by two pedestrian gateways, with statues of Charles II and his executed father, Charles I, set into niches on the eastern entrance and statues of James I and Elizabeth I (some say it is James’ wife, Anne of Denmark) on the west, leaving the City. As its predecessor had been, the new Temple Bar Gate was a showcase for the heads of traitors, mounted and displayed from the roof; the last such gruesome use was in 1746, following the Stuart rebellion of the previous year.
In 1878, it was decided to widen the road. But instead of demolishing Temple Bar Gate, the enlightened folk at the Corporation of London had it dismantled, stone by stone (about 2,700 of them); each stone was numbered and carefully stored. This seems to be a remarkable decision for the time; it must also have been quite unusual.
Lady Meux, reputedly one-time banjo-player and barmaid (though definitely not in Walworth Road – I’d have remembered), persuaded her husband, Sir Henry Meux, a wealthy brewer, to purchase the dismantled Temple Bar Gate in 1887 and rebuild it at their pile, Theobalds Park, in Hertfordshire. Henry died in 1900, but Lady Meux – Valerie – used to entertain in it; allegedly. She died in 1910, the family sold the estate in 1929 and the once-proud Temple Bar Gate gradually deteriorated. A report of 1981 in ‘History Today’ talks of its collapsed roof, broken windows and walls daubed in graffiti. However, there is a happy ending – kind of. A Trust was set up in the 1970s with the aim of returning the structure to the City of London and, in 2004, the restored and rebuilt Temple Bar Gate was officially opened in its new position, where you can see it, and walk through it, today. It cost just over £3 million. I gather you can rent out the room over the top for dinner parties.