Apothecaries’ Hall, looking up Black Friars Lane. The entrance to Apothecaries’ Hall. The courtyard. One of the Society’s symbols is this rhinoceros, as fancifully imagined by Albrecht Durer. The Court Room, where any ceremony would have taken place, awarding Keats his licence. Don’t mess with the Beadle!
He’s a lovely chap, but he wields a mighty mace.