After our walk to the India Mills chimney we got into the car and made our way onto the A666 back into the town. Signs for the tower soon appeared and we followed them obediently until the road we were on came to an end. Turning the car around and parking up we started the…
It felt that spring had sprung as sunlight pierced the curtains when I awoke, an ideal day to re-commence my outdoor follies I thought. With an upcoming gig with the band at Number 39 and a pair of famous structures in the town, Darwen seemed like the logical candidate for a day out. The ride…
As I sat in the car, warming up after my climb to Mow Cop castle I pondered if there was anywhere else nearby I could visit before heading back home. Maybe my new friend Patrick could enlighten me. After a few minutes of finding my way around the sat-nav’s interface, Places Of Interest popped up…
Not Cow Mop as I first read it, though I must admit I was quite looking forward to seeing that. With the correct name in the sat-nav (first time I’ve used one) I pointed the car in the direction of the little blue arrow on the screen and tried to ignore the dulcet irish tones…
Making my way downstairs for breakfast I could hear my two nieces arguing over something really trivial but to them it was all out war. Hmmm, quarrelling sisters, the weather is dry and clear, today would be a good time to go and visit another pair of argumentative siblings. The Parish Church in Ormskirk, dedicated…
Walking into the kitchen and glancing at the TV playing to itself, I barely heard the words “Victorian underground reservoir to be demolished” uttered on the local news. My interest piqued, I began a frantic search for the remote control to increase the volume to learn more. As usual, the remote was just that, ‘remote’. By…
Arriving in East Berlin via the U-Bahn, we alighted at Senefelderplatz and made our way to the Myers Hotel on Metzer Straße in Prenzlauer Berg. With our cases trundling and bumping behind us on the beautiful cobbled street like lost dogs, we headed to our accommodation for the next three days. The entrance to the…
As we made our way to Clitheroe over the unspoilt moors that make up the Forest Of Bowland , below us lay the small town of Sabden. Probably better known for its association with Pendle Hill and the witches of the 17th century, who had their lives curtailed at the end of a rope on the…
We awoke to a grey, drizzly and windy morning after deciding the night before to mount a trip to find the viaduct at Ribblehead. After driving to Settle and parking the car, we set off on foot to the station. With tickets purchased to Appleby we stepped out upon the windswept platform and once over…
As Gustav Eiffel was putting the finishing touches to his towering marvel of wrought iron for the 1889 World’s Fair in Paris, waxed moustaches began to twitch in the drawing rooms of Britain. Here, now, was a manmade structure standing at 1,063ft that dwarfed the tallest monument on British soil, Nelson’s Column and it wasn’t…
Billinge Hill, also known as Billinge Lump, is the highest point in the Borough of St Helens in North West England standing at 587ft above sea level it is also the highest point in Merseyside . It stands in Billinge, which sits between Wigan and St.Helens within the county boundaries of Lancashire. It is one…
Standing on Ashurst Hill in Dalton and overlooking Skelmersdale (land of roundabouts) is a sandstone structure known as Ashurst’s Beacon. The walk up to the beacon is a gentle amble along a footpath from the road. This leads through a small wooded area spattered with bright yellow gorse and low growing trees. Once almost through…
Under The Board 