St John's Wood in Literature and Music
- St John's Wood is the home of fictional characters Bingo and Rosie Little in P. G. Wodehouse's Jeeves and Wooster books.
- Irene Adler lives there (in Briony Lodge on Serpentine Avenue) in Arthur Conan Doyle's Sherlock Holmes story "A Scandal in Bohemia".
- In the first installment of John Galsworthy's The Forsyte Saga, The Man of Property, Young Jolyon lives on fictional Wistaria Avenue with his second wife and family.
- Referenced in the Rolling Stones song, Play with Fire, released in 1965.
- Setting of Howard Jacobson's book The Making of Henry. In Jacobson's 2010 Man Booker Prize winning novel The Finkler Question, St John's Wood is the planned location for the Museum of Anglo-Jewish Culture.
- Count and Countess Fosco live at No. 5 Forest Road, St. John's Wood in Wilkie Collins's 1859 sensation novel "The Woman in White".
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