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A lewes worthy’s sad demise gideon mantell<br />
Around 1840, things weren’t going well for<br />
<strong>Lewes</strong>’ great dinosaur hunter, Gideon<br />
Mantell. Previously a country doctor,<br />
he’d tried and failed to set up a practice<br />
in fashionable Brighton. In 1838<br />
he’d had to sell his fossil collection.<br />
‘His wife and elder son left him the<br />
next year and his favourite daughter,<br />
Hannah Matilda, died of tuberculosis in<br />
1840,’ biographer Dennis Dean has noted.<br />
There followed ‘months of despair’.<br />
He was also suffering increasingly from spine<br />
problems. He partly blamed the country doctor’s<br />
lifestyle – lots of riding and walking and stooping<br />
over patients’ beds. Later, in London, he’d<br />
exhausted himself tending to a demanding-butwealthy<br />
patient, while also dealing with ‘my sweet<br />
girl’s malady, which required careful dressing night<br />
and morning, often occupying an hour, and which<br />
I would not transfer to a nurse’. And then<br />
there was his carriage accident in 1841.<br />
‘His fortitude in relation to the pains,<br />
spasms and neuralgia was impressive,’<br />
according to biographer Edmund<br />
Critchley, ‘though nothing like as remarkable<br />
as his activity and enormous<br />
output of books and lectures during<br />
that period.’ However, he ‘became increasingly<br />
dependent’ on painkillers, and<br />
died in 1852, aged 62, apparently from an accidental<br />
overdose.<br />
Mantell had said that, if his spine turned out to<br />
be medically interesting, it should be donated to<br />
the Hunterian Museum, at the Royal College of<br />
Surgeons. This is odd, as its curator at the time was<br />
his great rival, Richard Owen. The spine remained<br />
there until around 1969, when, according to one<br />
source, it was destroyed ‘due to lack of space’. SR<br />
ghost pubs: #15 The Grape Vine Inn, South Parade<br />
The Grape Vine started its days in the 1840s<br />
as the ‘Tunnel Arms’. The railway had come to<br />
<strong>Lewes</strong> in 1846, and the entrance to the tunnel<br />
which runs under <strong>Lewes</strong> High Street was placed<br />
at South Parade, so the Tunnel Arms seemed an<br />
apt name for a new beer shop. However, by 1853<br />
its name had been changed to the ‘Grape Vine’,<br />
with one room selling beer, and another selling<br />
groceries. Horace Head ran it from 1879 until<br />
1892, and, despite having his greenhouse smashed<br />
by a woman he had barred, appears to have been<br />
a well-respected landlord. However, after Horace<br />
had left, the Grape Vine seemed to go downhill. It had seven landlords over the following six years, and<br />
was attracting a ‘very rough element’. Landlord Frank Woolven was heavily fined in 1904 for permitting<br />
drunkenness, and fined again just a few months later. It is perhaps unsurprising that the Grape Vine was<br />
another victim of the great <strong>Lewes</strong> pub cull of 1907. This photo (kindly supplied by John Davey) shows the<br />
Grape Vine around the time of its closure. The building was later demolished. However, it is nice to see<br />
that the modern house which stands in its place is called… ‘The Grapevine’. Mat Homewood<br />
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