A review of the new Jack the Ripper 'museum', which was originally granted planning permission on the understanding that it would be a museum of women's history (specifically of East London, where it is set).
As the review demonstrates, the 'museum' is about as horrific as you could expect.
Down in the basement is a mortuary containing photographs of the victims’ bodies, accompanied by a few short lines describing their character and an electric candle to mark the loss. By this point I was feeling quite sick, not just because of the crude and opportunistic display of violence against women but because of the opportunity that had been squandered. As I left 12 Cable Street, I noticed a plaque on the wall informing me that Dr Hannah Billig (1901-1987), honoured for her bravery in World War II and famine relief work in India, had lived and worked at this address.