Andrew Edmunds

Very sad news about the death of Andrew Edmunds, who I think of at least as much as an exceptionally knowledgeable print dealer, always with a rich stock of eighteenth-century prints and with a stall at the London Original Print Fair. Also, he always seemed to be sitting at the next door table at the Academy Club, where the food, as in the restaurant below (they share a kitchen), feels eighteenth century too, as if shot in the fields of Somerset. The Literary Review has its office upstairs, Merchant Ivory was in the back, now Karsten Schubert has beautiful rooms on the second floor, Factum Foundation was in the basement, all the beneficiaries of Andrew’s hospitable temperament, maintaining the rabbit-warren and properly bohemian character of Soho intact.


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