The Terrible Tale Of The Deadly Aldgate Pump

At the corner of Fenchurch Street and Leadenhall Street you will find a brilliant historical survivor from London’s more grisly past.

This is the story of the deadly Aldgate Pump.

Origins

There has been a well here since, at least, the 1200s, drawing water from one of London’s underground streams.

The well was mentioned by John Stow in his survey of London in 1598. He recalls the execution of the Bailliff of Romford at the gibbet, “near the well within Aldgate”. You can see Aldgate on the map below; one of the original 6 gates into the city.

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The well at Aldgate on the Agas map 1633. Map from Layers of London

Geoffrey Chaucer leased a property above the gatehouse in the 1370s and 80s, making it very likely he would have obtained his water from the Aldgate well in this period.

A pump structure is known to have been installed slightly East of the current spot from the 16th century. The current incarnation is later, likely dating from the late 1700s. It was moved slightly Westwards to its current spot in 1876.

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The pump became a well-known local landmark and was known locally as marking the point at which the East End started. It also featured in Cockney rhyming slang as ‘Aldgate pump’ or just ‘Aldgate’ to mean to ‘get the hump’ i.e. to be annoyed! It was also used to measure distances into Essex and Middlesex in the 1700s.

Dickens mentioned the pump in his work, The Uncommercial Traveller, published 1860: ‘My day’s no-business beckoning me to the East End of London. I had turned my face to that point of the metropolitan compass…and had got past Aldgate Pump.”

The Aldgate Pump Epidemic

In 1860 the water was noted as tasting ‘bright, sparkling and cool, with an agreeable taste’.

aldgate pump history

What people did not realise was that the ‘agreeable’ taste was due to calcium from the bones of dead fellow Londoners! The underground stream, winding its way from Hampstead, had passed through, or near to, many graveyards…

Lots of new graveyards were created in the mid 19th century to accommodate London’s rapidly growing population. The issue therefore got worse and ‘organic matter’ from corpses began seeping into the water.

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The Aldgate Pump in 1874. Credit: Wellcome Library. CC BY 4.0

People drinking from the pump started dying. In fact hundreds died in what became known as the ‘Aldgate Pump epidemic’. Reports were published about how dangerous the water was and experiments carried out showing five times the usual quantity of ‘unusual… solids’. Despite this, some locals resolutely carried on drinking it, leading to more deaths.

Thankfully in 1876 the pump was moved to its new, current location and transferred onto the New River Company’s mains water supply, finally putting a stop to the problem.

Today And What To Spot

Today it is looks rather forlorn and forgotten at the intersection of two busy roads.

The pump is made from Portland stone and has the City of London coat of arms at the top.

It also has a large gas lamp on top that was restored in 2019.

gas lamp aldgate pump

It wouldn’t be London without a generous helping of urban myth. The spout is this brilliant brass wolf’s head added in the late 1800s. Legend has it that the last wolf to be slain in London was killed on this spot and that this is what the wolf’s head represents.

wolf head aldgate pump

You will see a pumping handle, stuck in place, and a tempting brass button. Feel free to press it, but don’t expect anything to happen!

handle aldgate pump

The Aldgate Pump is surrounded by London’s modern landmarks, skyscrapers such as the Gherkin and the Walkie Talkie, but this steadfast little piece of history is a London landmark in and of itself.

It is a reminder that you are never far from London’s dark past when walking the city’s streets.

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13 thoughts on “The Terrible Tale Of The Deadly Aldgate Pump”

  1. Really interesting, thank you.
    I used to work at what was then, the Banque Belgo Congolaise in Bishopsgate (number 6 I think) and long gone. I used to have to go to the Bank of England every Thursday to let my bank know of the intersted rate had changed. A man used to come out into the foyer with a card saying either No Change or showing the rate. I then had to run back and tell my manager. I was very young and thought this was really exciting. I loved going round the city and looking at all the places.
    I moved away from London but came back and now work as a jobbing actor (Toni Brooks).

  2. I must have passed the pump many times in my youth and never took much notice. Pleased to rectify that. From June

  3. Just read – The Aldgate Pump Epidemic. Very interesting having travelled that way for many years. Probably aware already that one of the adjoining building has a large section of the London wall within its reception area.

  4. Wonderful history, this morning I happen to share your post with my daughter, Lizzie, who is currently studying just around the corner. Coincidentally…..she received my message as she happened to be coming out of the co-op and was faced with the Aldgate Pump – she immediately replied with a photo and started to read the interesting and gruesome facts. Thanks for sharing!

  5. My cycling route to uni led right past this! I used to wait at the red light often and wonder what it was… thank you for the lovely story!

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  7. I’ve just tried to start my fire pump in the Adelaide Hills of South Australia. The bloody thing won’t start! Fire season’s just around the corner and I don’t want to get caught out and lose me ‘ouse! I don’t suppose you fix pumps do you Jack? I think it’s a sticky float in the carburettor! Keep walking and exploring Jack. All the best mate!

    Ian

  8. I used to work in the wedge shaped building behind the pump which, in the 1960’s was known as the Eden & Fisher Building – many fond memories of the greasy spoon kaff just down the road leading to Whitechapel.

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