Absurd space: the Williamson Tunnels, Liverpool

12 01 2012

1. Entrance to the Williamson Tunnels

Around 1805, the tobacco-merchant Joseph Williamson moved with his wife to Edge Hill, a relatively undeveloped suburb of Liverpool. He began to build more houses in the area, but because this part of Edge Hill lay on top of an old sandstone quarry, the ground was uneven and Williamson decided to level the ground by building brick arches over the old quarry. These tunnels would become the first part in an extraordinary development that spread into the surrounding area (1). In the following thirty years, until Williamson’s death in 1840, many miles of tunnels would be built, employing hundreds of local men left unemployed by the recession that hit Britain in the years after the end of the Napoleonic Wars in 1816.

2. Map showing the Williamson Tunnels that are currently known

Visiting the tunnels today – only a fraction of the network created by Williamson is accessible – one is struck by the absurd quality of the whole project. Looking at a map of the tunnels so far discovered (2), one sees that some tunnels join together, while others peter out after a few metres. Further inspection of the tunnels heightens this sense of absurdity: one tunnel, barely wide enough to squeeze through, cuts through a wall and then abruptly stops; another passes vertically through the ground, its opening visible on the roof of another tunnel (3); finally, one of the large brick tunnels was built on top of another for apparently no reason.

3. Brick opening on the roof of the tunnel open to visitors

Many have speculated on the reasons for Williamson’s tunnelling obsession: that he belonged to a religious sect and designed the tunnels as a safe haven from an imminent apocalypse; that he sought solace in the underground after his wife died in 1822; or that he was a showman courting publicity by being deliberately evasive about his motives. However, one thing is clear: Williamson provided much-needed employment for men in his local community, even if that employment seemingly had no direction. He continued to take more men on, some of which apparently performed pointless duties, like moving piles of rocks from one place to another and then moving them back again, or building tunnels and then immediately sealing them up. Viewed in this way, the project seems like an elaborate joke at the expense of capitalist notions of work – far odder than a simple act of philanthropy. All the bricks lining the tunnels were made by hand rather than by machines (4), suggesting a work-ethic more akin to WIlliam Morris than other contemporaneous subterranean projects like the Thames Tunnel, begun in 1825. In Williamson’s tunnels, work becomes an end in itself, disconnected from cycles of production and consumption, just like the utopian vision of work in Morris’s News From Nowhere (1890).

4. Handmade bricks lining the tunnel arches

Today, the presence of the tunnels creates an atmosphere of mystery in the surrounding area, now a run-down inner-city suburb of Liverpool. Walking the streets near the tunnels’ visitor centre, one cannot help but notice things in the landscape that would not normally solicit attention: high fences, dead-ends, abandoned buildings, bricked-up windows and doors (5). For, with the half-known understanding of Williamson’s tunnels, everyday sights take on a mysterious and alluring quality; for everything might now be a portal to another world, one that transforms the everyday into the marvellous.

5. A portal to another world?





Tunnel vision

8 10 2010

Tunnel leading from the courthouse to the prison, Oxford

Tunnels are primarily functional spaces: they provide an efficient thoroughfare from A to B. In addition, tunnels are usually subterranean and thus are also associated with security. So, underpasses provide citizens with a safe escape from road traffic; other types of tunnel offer security for authorities – governments, the military, etc. Sometimes, tunnels provide routes for clandestine activities that try to circumvent above-ground control, such as the underground routes in and out of Gaza that open up its otherwise closed world. Yet, it’s always difficult to control access to tunnels and they invariably end up being both utilitarian throughfares and illicit hideouts. In this dual identity they take on symbolic power, much of it borrowed from older associations between the underground and hell.

This example from Oxford demonstrates the sense of the return of the symbolic into the utilitarian. This tunnel was built underneath the city’s courthouse, linking it with the nearby prison. Constructed in 1841 with the courthouse itself, this strange space is only one of two in the UK, Castlereagh Prison in Northern Ireland being the other, built in the late 18th century and from which derives the phrase to be ‘sent down’.

The entrance the tunnel in the Oxford courthouse

In the Oxford courthouse, the convicted prisoner would descend steps in front of the assembled crowd, into a narrow tunnel, now used for storage, through a holding area, and perhaps a toilet stop, then onwards through an iron gate  and down again into a more forbidding tunnel which would have ended up in the receiving area of the prison. The Oxford tunnel was last used in the early 1980s, most famously for the ‘sending down’ of Dennis Nilsen, the notorious serial killer of gay men.

The final section of the tunnel towards the prison

We might say that this is a functional tunnel – simply an efficient means of transport to prevent prisoners from escaping – but it has obvious symbolic meaning as well: the convicted criminal would descend before the eyes of the court, literally cast down by the judge (God’s divine representative on earth) into the symbolic hell of prison – both the iron gates and two levels of descent reinforcing the notion of ‘going down’ into an infernal region. Now, of course, the tunnel is blocked up – a dead end; the prison a luxury hotel and the function and symbolism of these spaces forever altered. However, court employees still work in the offices between the two tunnels, the squeaky hinges of the tunnel door sometimes provoking in them old fears of subterranean spaces inhabited by the unquiet dead.

Underpass from Headington to Barton, Oxford

Tunnels are always thresholds of one type or another – and even mundane underpasses like this one between Headington and Barton on the edge of Oxford, represent the passing of one zone into another. It is said that people will walk much further than necessary just to avoid an unpleasant underpass like this one.








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