Having opened in 1868, it was commissioned by the Midlands Railway in 1857 and has been going strong ever since its opening.
The building was bombed in both World War I and II but you'd never know.
There is now a hotel as part of the site. I'm guessing it's not low rent!
The station is a few blocks from the British Library and we enjoyed a lovely walk on yet another beautiful fall day.
Some places don't allow for great photo ops. The British Library was one.
No photos inside the exhibits and even if you could, it was such low light, they wouldn't turn out. So, I can't show you what it was like to see the Monty Python exhibit, Shakespeare's first folio, music written in Handel and Mozart's hands, or the Guttenberg Bible.
Or Leonardo's drawings...
...or the Magna Carta...
...or a wonderful original version of Alice in Wonderland.
But Rick was happy as a clam because he was able to go into the actual library (versus exhibits) part and check out some maps pertaining to an ancestor, a ship's captain, presumably a slave ship captain, which isn't particularly pleasant to think about.
There is even an Acklin's Island in the Caribbean named for him.
I didn't have my passport with me so I couldn't take advantage of the stacks, but there were loads of other exhibits to enjoy -- and one of the best gift shops ever, so no problems!