In 2012 I visited the apartment block where Vivien Leigh
lived and died (in the year I was born.) The address is Flat D, 54 Eaton
Square, Belgravia, London. In the late 1950's Vivien was still married to
Lawrence Olivier and they moved here. The flat was quite small but decorated to
make it appear bigger. Lawrence’s ornate tastes were reflected in burnt-red
painted pillars, maroon silk and velvet curtains, blackberry-purple walls (in his study), acid
green carpet, and thick champagne-colored curtains.
Vivien
remained here after divorcing Lawrence. She lived here with her companion actor
Jack Merivale until her death in 1967. After her death, a blue plaque was
placed on the building which simply reads: Vivien Leigh 1913-1967 Actress.
Vivien died
here on a Friday evening of chronic pulmonary tuberculosis (her lungs filled
with fluid and suffocated her.) The actress Luise
Rainer lives in the flat at the time of writing (2013) however she’s died on 30th
December 2014 aged 104.
The fateful
night in more detail
On 31st
May 1967 Vivien returned to the flat from her house in the country. She felt
faint and breathless and went to bed where she began coughing up blood. The
doctor was called and he found a big black hole on her lung. Her comment on her
medicine was 'Tastes perfectly awful!'. She was to have few visitors, no
alcohol, no cigarettes.
She recovered
and continued to live life with a friend callers. She began smoking again, more
concerned that Olivier was in St Thomas's Hospital suffering from prostate
cancer. On 2nd July she was visited by Noel Coward and her
ex-husband Lawrence Olivier who wrote in his diary, "Vivien was sitting in
bed looking pale but lovely, and smoking, which she shouldn't have been doing.
She was gay and enchanting as she always is."
However she
was a seriously ill woman and would only spend an hour a day out of bed mostly tending
to her plants and flowers.
On the Friday
she died she watched the Wimbledon Men's tennis finals on television with her
partner and actor Jack Merivale. He left to perform in his evening show. Later
than night he phoned her and she sounded tired.
He returned at
11pm and looked in on her, and she was asleep with her cat (Poo Jones) beside
her. He went to the kitchen to heat up some soup. At 11:30 he looked in again
and found her lying on the floor, half way to the bathroom, a tumbler beside
her. It’s thought that as her lungs filled with fluid she would have felt
choked and would have needed water.
Jack tried to
help as she was still warm and gave her mouth-to-mouth breaths. Nothing. He
lifted her onto her bed and called her doctor. "It's Lady Olivier -
something's happened!" The doctor thought it was a joke and said,
“Something has happened – you voice has gone deed overnight.”
Vivien
had died. The following day Jack rang Lawrence Olivier who discharged himself
from hospital and was driven to Eaton Square. The news was already out so he
entered the apartment block through a side door. He was left alone with her and
wrote later that he "stood and prayed for forgiveness for all the evils
that sprung up between us."