Heather - Monday 2 November 2009
Went to Anslow and around the world for sixpence. We parked behind the Bell Inn and were promptly accosted by a black and white cat and ginger cat demanding breakfast. The black and white was more successful in obtaining a pat and back scratch from me. With the cold morning, I can well believe they need their thick coats.
From all of the walking we have done to date, the paved footpaths out of town and along the fields, that thicket is an apt term for the hedges. I have also arrived at the conclusion that the word thicket is a swear word. It hurts to brush up against it and I can well imagine saying “Oh thicket!” if falling onto the hedges.
Found walking trail to Burton – a right of way that had been established for nearly 1000 years and next to the pig sty of the farm it passes through.
The functioning train museum – The Duchess of Sutherland steam engine. Someone had hired at £500 for the day and was riding it up and down the line. We met the station master who was a retired gent from near Kirkby.
Dove north to Derbyshire dales.
- hills and valleys, houses so different – stone and Derwent river.
- train bookshop which was extremely well stocked. Never seen so much railway books, dvds and memorabilia. We would have lost dad for days. I think there were a couple of gents who had setup camp. Fred Dibner displays of his chimney demolition.
- Extremely pretty and easy to understand why people are so fiercely proud and loyal to their heritage.
- Drove to the ladies circle of 9 stones + kingstone 40yards away complete with hippies. Druidic circle. First time I have experienced hayfever since leaving Sydney. Thanks to the incense of the hippies. Walked through heritage trail’s on common land Surrounded by moor lands and heather.
“A small early Bronze Age stone circle of (actually) ten stones. They were traditionally believed to be nine ladies turned to stone as a penalty for dancing on Sunday. Part of a complex of prehistoric circles and standing stones on Stanton Moor.”
On the way to Kirkby, we saw a sign to the Carriage Museum and found it to be a working museum with horses and carriages frequently utilized in British period films. The cat at the museum was most put out at being outside however he followed me around the establishment demanding scratches and attention. I think this was more to be let into the saddlery where it is warmer and more comfortable. Red House Stables Working Carriage Museum
Somewhere between Matlock and Kirkby-in-Ashfield.
A village in Derbyshire
A village in Derbyshire. Not sure of it's name, somewhere between Matlock and Kirkby-in-Ashfield.
Went onto Kirkby – Vernon St? The houses are different again to everything noted so far. Was extremely working class look. To dark to take photos but appeared exactly as dad’s photo of Kirby from his aunts.
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