The relief of the moors!

By Rhiannonw
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A snippet gleaned/found in a letter of July ‘41*, just after his 24th birthday. They had moved to Bradford from the Haslemere area in the South, and from being extremely busy found themsleves rather workless, except for parade etc – I think awaiting embarkation for service overseas, but it proved yet awhile. He wryly admitted he didn't really like being actually short of work, despite the frustration ealier at the amount, and difficulty in getting things finished. I think it was largely transporting in lorries and the organisation of it.
… I am enclosing a view card of Ilkley Moor. I was determined that, having come to Yorkshire, I was going to visit this beauty spot. In which connection your letter showed your supreme ignorance of the Yorkshire language. ‘Baht’at” , my child, is West Riding for”without a hat!” …
Anyway, I managed to get away about 4:30 on Saturday and forthwith took a bus to Ilkley. Having got there and purchased my cards, I hied me to the moors intending to have a couple of hours walking, return to Ilkley, & bus back to Bradford.
When I got on top I found it absolutely wonderful. After the smoke of Bradford, the air was so clean & pure, the peaty turf was wonderfully springy after the city pavements, and instead of jostling crowds there was pleasant loneliness. I started walking with an amazing energy and covered several miles. Upon asking my way, I discovered I could walk back to Bradford without having to return to Ilkley. This suited me fine so I kept on. I spent a short while at an inn known as Dick Hudsons, which is, apparently, well known in the North country, and returned to Bradford via Shipley Glen. I got in about 11:30 tired out but as happy as a lark. I shall most certainly go out there again – and not only in order to use the return half of my bus ticket! The country reminded me very much of the Berwyns …
The Berwyns are moorland in north-east Wales. He knew exploration of North Wales more than the South, though brought up in the South. But I thought it is good to read of the delight in finding the escape there from the tedium of the waiting army situation, and smoke of the town (probably much more smokey in those days than now!)
*https://www.abctales.com/story/rhiannonw/delightful-momentous-task,
https://www.abctales.com/story/rhiannonw/starting-read-and-sort
https://www.abctales.com/story/rhiannonw/flowers-desert-wartime
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Thanks for sharing this
Thanks for sharing this Rhiannon - yes, it must have been so dark and dirty during the war, from all the factories and coal smoke. I remember seeing some buildings in London before and after the stone and brickwork was all cleaned and it made a huge difference. For someone living in the country the darkness would have been even more marked
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Yes! Thank You for sharing
Yes! Thank You for sharing this letter, Rhiannon. He describes the release so well, the clean air and springy turf. Is it your mother he calls 'my child'?
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All the interweaving stories
All the interweaving stories :0)
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