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There are surely few greater joys than visiting a top flight museum, and getting close up and personal with some of the great creations of mankind.
It could be a visit to Duxford to see, and walk inside Concorde, or a visit to any of the Kensington museums, or to a municipal museum, where you might be flabbergasted to find yourself suddenly face to face with a great Lowry or Old Master painting.
A day trip to the Wallace Connection in Manchester Square, London, was a highlight of my first year as a university student – but that was a long time ago.
Some years later, in October 2025 to be precise, I found myself staying at a hotel in Marylebone for a family birthday celebration.
It was a weekend, and as I knew Manchester Square was just round the corner, I resolved to stagger round to the museum on the morning after the party, and drag along any partygoers who might be interested in having a look around as well.
This would be my first visit to the museum since student days, when it was billed, as it still is to this day, as a bit of a hidden gem, and a ‘don’t miss’ sort of place.
The Wallace Collection self-describes as: “……home to one of the most significant collections of fine and decorative arts in the world, including paintings, sculpture, furniture, arms and armour, and porcelain.”
It’s hard to disagree with that description.
The collection is displayed in a domestic setting within the main London townhouse of its former owners, Sir Richard and Lady Wallace, and is housed in twenty-seven rooms and galleries on the ground and first floors.
There is an additional Temporary Exhibition Gallery which was hosting the last day of an exhibition of ‘work’ by Grayson Perry on the day we were there. We gave that a miss.
When we arrived, the museum seemed a lot larger from the outside than the image I had in my mind’s eye from my previous visit in the 70s, but the inside was reassuringly familiar. Almost identical, in fact.
Being a Sunday morning, the place had a good number of visitors, and there was even a queue for a table in the restaurant.
We had no route plan, nor any desire to see any particular items, or objects from a particular period, or of a particular type, so we began to wander and browse the rooms as we came across them – as you do.
It’s the sort of place where you can turn a corner and see something you might recognise. The treasures here are, quite simply, superb.
Of course your brain can only absorb so much beauty, and after about an hour and a half, we’d had enough, and left for a coffee back at our hotel.
A fleeting visit barely scratches the surface, and we didn’t even start on the armour.
These days, photography is allowed inside the museum, because most people have smartphones which are silent, and can easily have the flash disabled. Gone are the days of clicking shutters and clacking camera mirrors, and for high end museum visitor photography, silent, mirror-less cameras are now available.
There’s little more to say, so here are some random pictures instead. Let the art speak for itself.














The museum has uploaded 234 videos onto its YouTube video channel at the time of writing, but I’ll end with a very short video (0:16) I made of something that caught my eye in the Large Drawing Room. While photography is allowed, the use of tripods, monopods, and suchlike is definitely not allowed, for obvious reasons, so there’s a little camera shake in the video.
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