If these plans go ahead, we would break a link in time. Stories from the past would struggle to resurface and eventually disappear. Just outside the old Roman city walls and originally known as ‘Smooth Field’, the Smithfield Market site was once open land on the sloping hills of a fertile valley beside the River Fleet. A livestock market existed there from at least the tenth century. The 12th-century chronicler of London, William Fitzstephen, visited in 1174 and witnessed ‘fine horses’ being sold along with swine, cows and ‘oxen of immense bulk’. Daniel Defoe described the market as ‘without doubt the greatest in the world’ in 1726, but by the late 18th century the reputation of Smithfield had disintegrated, with muggings, fights and incidents of excessive cruelty. Cattle were often beaten with sticks and forced into crowded pens, before being slaughtered on the spot. The market was a dangerous, chaotic place, ‘ankle deep with filth and mire’ (Oliver Twist, Charles Dickens, 1838), frequented by drovers, butchers, ‘idlers and vagabonds of every low grade’ and filled with the stench and the discordant din of thousands of terrified beasts. The livestock market was eventually condemned and moved to Islington in 1852.