WOKEN UP ON MY BIRTHDAY BY ULVERSTON OIKS SINGING “LET IT GO” UNDERNEATH MY WINDOW

Ultimate spoiler there. Back to Askham, where the Railway was now open, just before my assumed revised opening time of 5pm. I guess you’d describe this as a traditional all-rounder, the sort of place you find in East Yorkshire village where the guvnor wears a tie and still looks slightly askance at a group of… Continue reading WOKEN UP ON MY BIRTHDAY BY ULVERSTON OIKS SINGING “LET IT GO” UNDERNEATH MY WINDOW

BARROW & THE BLACK-EYED MAGPIE

  Part II of the Great Furness Frolic took me towards Foxfield, via the honeypots (I think that’s the word) of Barrow. What a wonderful piece of Ordnance Survey.  You forget Morecambe is a short walk away. But I nearly didn’t leave Ulverston.  At the station, guards were forming a barrier to prevent hundreds (I… Continue reading BARROW & THE BLACK-EYED MAGPIE