Gordale Scar to Grasmere

As a parent, and a weekday City drone, the chance to go turn in early and sleep in hotel-grade comfort as long as you want is a dream, so lusted after as to almost usurp the traditional bedtime longings. And yet, given the opportunity, I often find myself awake early, annoyingly refreshed. So it was […]

Sequel: Whitewell and Malhamdale

As a sequel (or a second series) goes, I’m not sure many studios would have given this one a green light. A long time overdue and much anticipated, if only in my mind, I have finally returned to the North; but it’s a more understated derivative effort this time around. In the intervening three years […]

Lines on an Autumnal Evening

“Scenes of my Hope! the aching eye ye leave Like yon bright hues that paint the clouds of eve! Tearful and saddening with the sadden’d blaze Mine eye the gleam pursues with wistful gaze” (Samuel Taylor Coleridge, 1793) This time last year (pretty much), as I write this, we were just pulling in to the […]

Hipping Hall and The Angel at Hetton

It has been a feature of the hotels and accommodation up here that the central heating is cranked up to a level that would be banned as torture under the Geneva Convention. Still ravaged by sickness this morning I felt as discombobulated as Rob does at the start of episode 4, ‘Hipping Hall’, which is […]

The Trip: setting off

I suppose the idea began the first time I saw The Trip, inasmuch as it started from an idle thought  along the lines of “I’d like to do that one day”. The first time I saw it was on its first airing in the UK, on BBC2, back in the autumn of 2010. Life was different […]