The Quarrelling Sisters

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…

One of our turrets is missing!

As we madeĀ 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…

Quest for the viaduct

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…