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Great read, DG. That pork pie looks quite spectacular!
A a particular irritation of mine is dirty public signage. Your picture of Knaresborough station is a prime example of this phenomenon.

Your piece also reminded me that, since the '60 I too have always wanted to visit this area. An aspiration stimulated by reading a Shell Guide, rather than Anneka Rice's ample derrière.
I went there last year! I wanted to see the Chapel in the Rock, but it was closed. I did spend some 10 minutes petting a very friendly kitty, though, so not all was lost. I also enjoyed the market, where I bought a copy of 'Mog's Bad Thing' for two quid and some lovely Christmas cards.
One of my abiding childhood memories is of a family holiday when we visited Mother Shipton's cave. We saw a lady’s dainty shoe, 18th century IIRC, that had been turned to stone by the water dripping on it. Best chemistry lesson I ever had. In fact the whole area was an eye-opener for a little Londoner.
I've not been here since I was a young 'un. Summer holidays spent in Leeds at my Grandma's usually meant trips to Blackpool or Bridlington, the proper seaside, but occasionally we would go to Knaresborough and have a paddle in the river.
@Ironic Steve....yup, agree with you...filthy signage seriously gets my goat....not merely irritating to me though. Nightmare visions of Thatcher 1988 CCT and all that it meant is here and spiraling out of control...
Mmmm...Anneka...damp backside...soo many C4 memories
There's a moth called the Mother Shipton: it's so named because its wing pattern is believed to resemble the profile of her face.
I had a pleasant reminder of Treasure Hunt, last year, when I went to see a celebrity edition of The Chase. It wasn't Anneka Rice but her successor, Annabel Croft, who was one of the contestants. Gotta say, she looked amazing!
Very strange - I had a dream last night that you were moving to Hull and were planning to start blogging about Hull things instead. I suppose it’s not that far away from Knaresborough.
Another pleasant reminder. Your photo of the castle and the line of shops by the river has reminded me of Bouillon by the river Semois in Belgium.
[sorry, it's another of those messy links I don't know how to shorten]
https://www.flickr.com/photos/thelittlewhitebird/7982530114

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... not only that, but also Gorizia in Italy
https://www.flickr.com/photos/32293736@N04/11824754803
urpert: Indeed, isn't there a prayer: "From Hull, Harrogate and Hebden Bridge, dear Lord deliver us" ?

Or something like that.
After your post yesterday I was wondering what you spent the rest of the day doing. Now I know.

I had no idea Knaresborough was so beautiful. Thanks for this post, I now want to go and visit too!
I visited Knaresborough in May last year - during a week long Yorkshire holiday. My son had great fun sitting in the castle grounds watching the trains go over the bridge, whilst we had a picnic lunch. Then after a look around the town, we had a cake whilst sitting on that bench in the square.
And by coincidence, I'm currently reading a book that I purchased from a charity shop whilst in Knaresborough.
I liked Knaresborough. Of all the places we visted in that holiday (including York, Leeds and Harrogate), Knaresborough was the place I would be most keen to move to.
@urpert
"I suppose (Hull) is not that far away from Knaresborough. "

It's about sixty miles - about the same distance as Oxford or Cambridge is from London

Yorkshire is BIG.

I think the verse was
"From Hull, Hell and Halifax..."
three places which apparently had cruel and unusual punishment regimes for ne'er-do-wells.

Some versions have "Hell and" replaced in the litany by Elland or Hallam.
You should have knocked! You would have walked past our kitchen door as you went down those steps, and our house can also be seen on the first of your photos.

And, if you had knocked, I could have taken you out onto the back balcony, for the best Knaresborough view of all, which is only visible from the backs of houses on our street.

Anyhow, you're quite right - we did choose well. It's a truly lovely place to live.










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