There’s a famous seaside place called Blackpool,That’s noted for fresh air and fun,And Mr and Mrs RamsbottomWent there with young Albert, their son. A grand little lad was young Albert,All dressed in his best; quite a swellWith a stick with an ‘orse’s ‘ead ‘andle,The finest that Woolworth’s could sell. They didn’t think much to theContinue reading “Albert and the Lion”
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Cotton Chronicles; Pentridge Mill
By the mid-19th century, the Lancashire town of Burnley had developed into a thriving centre of industry, dominated by the booming cotton trade, its skyline pierced by the chimneys of mills that churned out cloth for the world. Around 1854, Pentridge Mill rose on land bordered by Todmorden Road, Holmes Street, and Oxford Road, builtContinue reading “Cotton Chronicles; Pentridge Mill”
Tarleton Then and Now
A Condensed History of the Lancashire Village of Tarleton, Spanning from its Viking Origins to the Modern Day At the heart of West Lancashire’s fertile mosslands, roughly 19 miles northeast of Liverpool and 9 miles southwest of Preston, sits Tarleton, a quiet and pretty village that owes its existence to the fertility of the surroundingContinue reading “Tarleton Then and Now”
HARP in Bowland; The Refurbishment of the Haweswater Aqueduct and its impacts on the communities of the Hodder Valley
The Haweswater Aqueduct delivers water from Haweswater Reservoir in the Lake District to over two million people throughout Cumbria, Lancashire, and Greater Manchester. It’s a 110km/82 mile-long pipeline, carrying up to 100 million gallons per day under gravity induced flow, built in the 1930s to 1950s and is currently undergoing extensive upgrades. This refurbishment isContinue reading “HARP in Bowland; The Refurbishment of the Haweswater Aqueduct and its impacts on the communities of the Hodder Valley”
Shepherd’s Crowns
We have a shelf in our house with all sorts of knick-knacks and treasures arranged upon it, an eclectic collection of interesting and shiny objects that we’ve chosen in a manner akin to a Magpie, and carefully placed like a Bower bird. These things include seashells, candles, Mamod steam engines, interesting coins and things I’veContinue reading “Shepherd’s Crowns”
Oh! come Across the Fields
Oh! Come Across the Fields, by Edwin Waugh Now, from dreary winter’s dream awaking, glad nature robes herself to meet the spring; Hark, how the blithesome birds are making, among the trees their songs of welcoming! Oh, come across the fields, my love, and through the woods with me; As nature moves toward the spring,Continue reading “Oh! come Across the Fields”
Clitheroe’s Ancient Wells
The market town of Clitheroe is unique in Lancashire for being the only one built predominantly of, and on Limestone and owes much of its existence to the waters which bubble up through its calciferous bedrock. It was founded around three ancient wells, St Mary’s Well, Heald Well, and Stocks Well, which served not onlyContinue reading “Clitheroe’s Ancient Wells”
May, a Lancashire Dialect poem by John Rawcliffe
May Though every month for me’s a cherm,Aw’m fain as Winter’s hed his term;For thy breath’s gradely sweet an’ werm, Aw like thee, May!Tha looks best deawn bi th’ owd Stydd ferm At break o’ day. Wheer th’ banks o’ Ribble’s weshed wi’ t’ flood,Aw tramped through mony a field an’ wood;Aw see tha’s paintedContinue reading “May, a Lancashire Dialect poem by John Rawcliffe”
