Pole Moor Baptist Chapel
Here I am sitting in Room 39 of The Old Golf House Hotel in Outlane north of Huddersfield. Fifty yards away vehicles thunder by on the M62 motorway but because of triple glazing I cannot hear a thing.
The "s" key on this old laptop does not work so I have to keep pasting that particular letter in. It is quite painful to do so I am going to end by inserting four of today's images. I must have walked for ten miles or more and much of it involved plodding up and down hills.
cf G Perec ( https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/A_Void ) - come on, rise to the challenge!ReplyDelete
Sorry about the s. If you forgot about typing the s in , how many of us would notice?ReplyDelete
You are on the high moors, laddie.ReplyDelete
The southern Pennines, the roof of England.
Pole Moor : between Outlane & Scammonden.
A Huddersfield & Rochdale turnpike road ran here in the early 1800s.
Even today this is a sparsely populated place.
Baptists had an earlier chapel here in 1790.
Even before then they met in the upstairs room of an inn, The Silent Woman.
They would have sang There is a Fountain Filled with Blood ...
The dying thief rejoiced to see that Fountain in his day
And there may I, though vile as he
Wash all my sins away ...
Ten miles is a damn good walk. We done.ReplyDelete
Bloody hell, well done I meant.Delete
You had good weather for your walk, and 10 miles is great! It must have made for a good night's sleep, all that fresh air and exercise. Hopefully, Room 39 is clean and reasonably comfortable in spite of the negative reviews you found online.ReplyDelete
The baptist chapel looks rather large. Is it still used as such?
Zhit. I think I would find an eazier workaround for the problematic laptop key. Citizenz of the UZ are rather fond of of zed (zee) rather than an ezz.ReplyDelete
The buz ztop is an abzolute delight and I hope the glazz back blockz the prevailing windz.
I've only recently heard about triple glazing. I wonder if it iz worth the cozt, although clearly for accommodation, it would be.
PZ My zolution is damn hard work. Don't bother.
Triple glazing is on my list of things to have when I win lotto and build my own home.Delete
Looks like a new laptop is on the cards. Good luck. It is so confusing trying to buy the right one these days.ReplyDelete
I'm always intrigued by bus stops that seem to be out in the middle of nowhere. (As that one does, but maybe only because of the angle of your photo!)ReplyDelete
And tomorrow we get a post without the letter S.ReplyDelete
The church is beautiful and the juxtaposition of the windmill and old ruin is fun.ReplyDelete
Not sure how in the world you can get along without an "s". Ten miles! Good for you, Mr. P.ReplyDelete
So Scapegoat Hill looks to be an actual hill! I'm so excited to see these pictures. Thanks for much for taking them!ReplyDelete
It was a wonder to me how there came to be a Baptist ! church so long ago. So, as usual after we go on a new, long walk, I had to Google the facts. Very interesting how that church came to be built and how long it flourished. Have a safe journey home.ReplyDelete
Oh yes. It's hilly in Huddersfield.ReplyDelete