After visiting the Red House we wandered through Chelsea, just in time to see the privileged scion leave their privileged schools. Finally we found Thomas Carlyle's House.
Now Thomas Carlyle is one of hose eminent Victorians that you think you should read, then you read bits and pieces and sum him up as an old racist curmudgeon. There must be more to him than that.
Samuel Butler, in a letter of 21st November 1884, wrote "It was very good of God to let Carlyle and Mrs Carlyle marry one another and so make only two people miserable instead of four." And that's a good epitaph.