The origins of the Brontë juvenilia are now legendary. In June 1826, Branwell Brontë was famously given a set of wooden toy soldiers by his father, Patrick. This seemingly unimportant event - a father gifting his son a set of toys to play with - has become monumental in the story of the Brontës. Patrick's gift… Continue reading A Tiny Book, a Big Campaign, and an Even Bigger World.
The small village of Haworth in West Yorkshire is famous for being the home of the Brontë family. It's a place I've loved to visit over the last few years, often accompanied by our lovely fluffy friend, Bob the bichon. Since Bob's passing in April, I hadn't felt able to return to Haworth because I… Continue reading Haworth and the Brontë Bell Chapel, Thornton
The Brontë Parsonage Museum was originally known as Glebe House when it was built in 1778-9. Its very first occupant was the Reverend John Richardson who died in 1791. Following Richardson's death, James Charnock officially occupied the Parsonage until his own death in 1819, but it remains unclear just how much time he actually spent… Continue reading The Brontë Parsonage
At the weekend I was lucky enough to enjoy a trip on the Keighley and Worth Valley Railway, a volunteer-run heritage railway line which serves a 5-mile stretch of Yorkshire. The stations it serves are Oxenhope, Haworth, Oakworth, Damems (request stop only), Ingrow West, and Keighley. Along with my companions, I travelled from Haworth to… Continue reading The Worth Valley Railway and a Haworth Homecoming for Three Sisters
I consider this something of a companion piece to a previous post entitled Photographing Haworth. A combination of my trip to the 2018 Haworth 1940's weekend, the urge to take lots of photographs every time I visit, and the kind feedback I had from readers of the last post resulted in this piece which is… Continue reading Haworth 1940’s Weekend 2018
My readers and visitors will know by now the extent of my obsession with the Brontë family and their writings, however, for some reason I've so far neglected the home of the Brontës, the charming and beautiful village of Haworth, in my posts. Whilst flicking through some old photographs on old phones and laptops recently… Continue reading Photographing Haworth