Took Rosie the cocker spaniel for a walk in Crow Nest Wood while Jen gabbed with her mum. The weather was almost unbearably humid. Rosie clearly agreed.
As we drove home through town, the streets were packed full of people in weird Victorian costumes, wearing goggles, pocket watches, bustles, you name it. Fairly standard garb for Hebden Bridge, we reckoned, but it turned out to be people celebrating the Steampunk Weekend. Every weekend seems to be something this time of year.
“…wonderfully droll, witty and entertaining… At their best Carter’s moorland walks and his meandering intellectual talk are part of a single, deeply coherent enterprise: a restless inquiry into the meaning of place and the nature of self.”
—Mark Cocker, author and naturalist
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