One of the few standing Roman lighthouses and a labyrinth of tunnels are a couple of the secrets at this historic castle.

A century-old tradition has culminated in a small but singular collection of feline effigies.

Installed at a chaotic intersection, this gave London traffic cops a place to hang their heavy woolen coats.

Six ravens are kept captive (but well-fed) at the Tower of London to prevent the fall of the Crown.

Once a train station along the Great Eastern Railway this vibrant coffee shop and bar is where members of London’s creative class mingle.

This luxury shopping lane has been protected by its own tiny police force for over a century.

19th-century scientists would make the pilgrimage here to verify the precision of their measuring sticks.

The names Lúthien and Beren can be found inscribed on the shared grave of the famous writer and his beloved wife and muse.

A community of artists and entrepreneurs seeks a simpler life on London's waterways.

These stark white cliffs were spat up by the sea and are slowly being retaken by it.

Public access to clean drinking water was an instant hit among the masses.

A mysterious pair of mice eating a piece of cheese is London's smallest public sculpture.

The Columbia Road Flower Market is now open every Sunday, rain or shine.

Bronze sculpture celebrating the relationship between Churchill and Roosevelt.

Pop culture has helped to keep this iconic British building from being destroyed.

This hidden green space is the city's second largest conservatory.

London's last remaining public soapbox site has seen speeches from Karl Marx, Vladmir Lenin, and George Orwell.

Collection dedicated to brands, packaging and advertising.

England's most notorious suicide spot.

The Metropolitan Police refurbished the blue box (perhaps not coincidentally) the same year "Doctor Who" returned to TV screens.

After nearly 60 years, there's still a bear at Paddington Station looking for help.

Artists and musicians now rule over this former rail station.

Mary Kelly was last seen here before she was murdered by Jack the Ripper.

Thanks to modern navigational tools we now know that the true prime meridian runs through a park next door.