Travels Through Yorkshire England
f course, the castle is The journey north along the M1
haunted you know,” teased was instantly forgettable.
the waitress as she served Wrathful clouds followed me
up tea and scones. everywhere. The sky was a
mishmash of drab greys, an
In Knaresborough everything stops incessant resource for the
for tea and scones, but only when torrential downpour.
topped with a healthy lashing of
fresh cream and raspberry jam. “How old is the castle?” I asked,
eager to discover more of this
“They say the ghosts of several historic landmark.
family members walk the halls of
Allerton Castle,” she continued “I think it was built sometime
in a tone that suggested she had around the seventeenth-century. I
told this story before and know it was recently damaged by
obviously enjoyed it. fire. Many of the rooms are off
limits during repair and
Her manner was exemplary. Her restoration. Is it a social
advancing years were of little engagement?”
consequence to her appearance;
she maintained an air of “My partner’s cousin is getting
elegance. She was born in the married there tomorrow,” I
village and had lived here all replied. “I’ve got a room on the
her life. high street for tonight.”
The village of Knaresborough sits The café was sat on the banks of
in the northern county of the river that had cut through
Yorkshire, around thirty miles the landscape for centuries. The
north of Leeds. riverbed was now part of a great
gorge that snaked through the
outskirts of the village. I made for the high street and
quickly found myself back in the
Just before passing out of view, modern world. The pace quickened
the river ran through the giant as shoppers scurried in and out
support pillars of the old of shops seeking the latest
railway bridge. bargains.
Directly overhead lay the ruins Back at the hotel I thought about
of the old Knaresborough Castle. what the old lady had said. Was
Overlooking the river and the the castle really haunted?
gorge, the abrupt drop of the
land must have provided the I lay in bed wondering about
inhabitants of the castle a spooks and spirits. As the clock
wonderful natural defence. passed midnight the shadows in
the room seemed more dark and
Today, a monument stands in the sinister.
corner of the castle grounds
depicting the names of those who I felt my imagination getting the
lost their lives in more recent better of me before thankfully, I
conflicts. nodded off.
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