|North Lees Hall (1594)|
November was a dreadful month up here in the north of England. Grey rain drummed down from charcoal coloured skies as brown rivers overflowed. We were trapped inside like November's prisoners though we were innocent of any crime.
In contrast, the first four days of December have been gaudy and bright. We have been drawn out of our houses by sharp sunshine and a whole box of colours. As I look out of my window right now, the sky is the colour of blue sapphires, reaching up above the houses with not a cloud in sight.
|Stanage Edge and a wall... See how the bracken has turned brown|
Yesterday, I walked again. Not far away. West of Stanage Edge. A very familiar walk. I was mostly doing it for the exercise and simply just to be outside in the light. You never know - as December progresses the gloom may well return. No matter what the weather, it will be particularly gloomy on the twelfth if Conniving, Lying, Ugly, Brow-Beating, Dodging, Twisting, Insulting, Narcissistic Johnson wins the election with his motley crew of like-minded twerps and sycophants.
Who could vote for that over-privileged mob? It makes my blood boil. I would rather have L.B.Johnson than B.S.Johnson and the first one is long dead I know.
Calm down Yorkshire Pudding! Calm Down Lad! You'll have a seizure if you are not careful.
|Another view of North Lees Hall|
And so let me illustrate this blogpost with soothing images of yesterday when "all my troubles seemed so far away". I took several pictures of North Lees Hall which Charlotte Bronte visited with another clergyman's daughter in the 1840's. It is said that it then became the model for Thornfield Hall in her most famous novel - "Jane Eyre".
By the way, that was not Charlotte Bronte on the horse.
|Horsey Lady on Sheepwash Lane|