Tag: mediaeval
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A Dreary Day, a Doubtful Saint, and Too Much Christmas
A dreary, cold day, though mercifully not freezing, but with rain looming. St. Thomasâ Day Eveâdedicated to the patron saint of doubtâdrapes itself in the sort of gloom that makes you wonder why you bothered to look out the window. That housing estate west of Guisborough in todayâs photo? I had been blind to its…
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From Leprosy to Ropewalks: The Forgotten History of Spital Beck
A tired old fishing boat, its hull a faded patchwork of blue and white, sits abandoned on the shingles at Whitby harbour, marooned by the tide and neglect. It has not tasted the sea in years. This sad tableau, no doubt, repeats itself in harbours all around our coast. In the background, a jumble of…
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The Aiggin Stone: a Resilient Guidepost of Blackstone Edge
On a damp, somewhat joyless morning, we embarked on a foray up Blackstone Edge, detouring briefly from the misery of the M62 to scale this Pennine hill. Past the summit trig. point and âRobin Hoodâs Bedââan erratic boulder unceremoniously perched there as though in mockeryâwe came upon the Aiggin Stone, a relic with pretensions of…
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Kildale’s Wet Dig
And so the rains came to St. Hildaâs chapel, bringing a somewhat damp close to the archaeological dig season in picturesque Kildale. What mysteries lie behind those enigmatic stone footings â which bear more than a passing resemblance to a garden feature than to any sacred structure â must now remain hidden for yet another…
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The Overlords of Kildale
Park Nab, a smallish sandstone crag, much favoured by the climbing fraternity, who no doubt delight in the view over Kildaleâsuggested by some to be the dale of a forgotten Viking named Killi. Perhaps he might be one of those unfortunate Norsemen discovered inconveniently buried under the church floor during the 1868 rebuild. Quite fitting…
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From Widheris to Wether House: A Farmsteadâs History
On Wetherhouse Moor, nature is quietly concealing the remains of a post-medieval farmstead beneath the watchful eye of a solitary sycamore. Of the original three ranges, little can be discerned now, save for a crumbling gable end of a barn. It has, for more than a century, since the last tenants left, been steadily yielding…
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The Wayward Nuns of Baysdale Abbey
This rickety cairn seems to teeter precariously over Baysdale but it has stood for at least half a century. A former resident once informed me that it was constructed by Roland Close, an estate worker and renowned local archaeologist who grew up in Shepherd’s House, the âlastâ house in the dale. Close would pass by…
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Hartlepoolâs Medieval Town Wall
Today, only a fragment of Hartlepoolâs medieval town wall endures. Rising 18 feet high and six feet thick, it overlooks the Fish Sands and includes the pointed arch of the Sandwell Gate. Though this is but a small portion, it still offers a splendid glimpse of the town wall’s former defences. The wall had originally…
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Saint Julian’s Park: a testament to the passage of time
A view across West Beck reveals the medieval Saint Julianâs Park, now known simply as Julian Park. Once a striking landscape feature, this park has transformed greatly over the centuries. Eight hundred years ago, visitors would have encountered a circular boundary enclosing the park, a segment of the so-called ‘Roman road’ Â crossing it, a grand…
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An Echo of Grosmont Priory
The Grandmontine Priory of Grosmont was established around 1200 at a site overlooking the River Esk. It was one Joan de Turnham who granted the site to the monks, and according to the deed of gift, a “mansion house” already existed there. Its surrounding fields, covering about 200 acres, were already in cultivation, evidenced by…