Congratulations
to Jet2 and British rail for their efficient service. We arrived at Manchester Airport
and within 30 minutes were en route by train to Lancaster station. We wanted to
spend a night in Lancaster as we lived there for a year in 1975-6 when Mark
studied at the university and I shelved books in the university library. The
town and the university are thriving, unlike the depressed state in the ‘70s
when Lancaster was trying to re-invent itself after the close of the cotton
mills and industry for over 100 years. The university was then was one of the
major employers in the area.
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Lancaster Castle |
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Lancaster skyline |
We met our
friends, Julie and Bob, at our pub accommodation and then took the train up the
north-west coast of England to St Bees. A dismal day, may I say – rain, fog and
a grey, forbidding coastline. It is a desolate location…or so we thought!
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Departing Lancaster station for St Bees |
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Arrival at St Bees |
All our
B&Bs have been pre-booked and we arrived in our sodden state at the door of
Abbey Farm in the village. A 16th century, fully renovated 5
bedroomed house – which is absolutely divine with every convenience and the
most charming hostess. Janet met her husband walking the Coast to Coast route
and they decided to move to St Bees and start up a B&B about 7 years ago.
Exquisitely decorated and furnished, with views to the surrounding hills and
headlands. All beautifully green (just like a Derwent pencil colour) – and why
wouldn’t it be, with their excessive rainfall!
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Our B&B at St B |
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With our hostess, Janet, at Abbey Farm |
We walked to
the beach for lunch at a remote cafĂ© – extreme low tide – just like a set for a
‘40s movie.
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Windswept coastline south of St Bees |
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St Bees coastline |
Then we
discovered the local priory church. It was built originally in 12th
century by the Normans, who were inspired supposedly to build a church to mark
the presence of Irish religious hermit, St Bega, who fled to this area, and for
whom St Bees is named.The church was
reclaimed by the Benedictines, until in the 19th century it was
transformed into a training facility for Anglican clergy and now it is a loved
Anglican parish church – with wonderful documentation of its history. There is a
fascinating graveyard and children’s garden, with extraordinary sculptures.
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St Bees' Priory Church |
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Inside the Priory |
Across the
road is St Bees School, established in the 16th century. It is now a
co-ed boarding school and has many international students – many from China. It
is such a surprise in this out of the way location. Janet said that this house
was built to support the school when it was established.
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History of St Bees School |
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St Bees School |
We feel that
this B&B has set such a high standard – that we can’t imagine what the next
18 places will be like. So despite the weather, we have our wet-weather gear at
the ready and are so excited about the prospect of the landscapes and the small
villages we will be encountering.
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Toad-in-the-hole (including Cumbrian sausage) |
We are just
back from a delicious meal at a local pub. Our hostess recommended The Queen’s
Hotel – and again, if we expected something second-rate from a seemingly
backwater town, we were very wrong. A great menu with delicious results –
broccoli and stilton soup, goat’s cheese and caramelised onion tart, lamb
shanks, and an extraordinary toad in the hole. We recommend St Bees to all
travellers.
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