Football at Shibden
It seems that every Sunday we go out for a little trip in the surrounding area and I end up posting and piccing about it. Well today was no different.
The little girl wanted to try her new football out, so we went to Shibden Hall nr Halifax. Besides the hall and garden, there is a park with a boating lake and miniature train, plus plenty of space for kicking a ball about. The hall itself was built around 1425, and has had different families live in it over the years. It's set in some nice gardens and also has an ornamental pond, which at the moment is teeming with tadpoles. The kids caught some in a bottle and took them home with them to put in their wildlife ponds in the back garden. Click on the link if you want to know more about Shibdens history.
The walk up to the hall takes you through some woods and you know I like my woods. I took a picture of a sea of wild onion on the woodland floor. There was an oniony haze to the atmosphere as we walked past this patch. At the top of the hill you come across the ornamental pond, which was put there in the early 1800's. The water in the pond was crystal clear with only the aforementioned tadpoles swimming in the water.
There is a lot of colour in the planting of the marginals around the pond and the fragrance from them was divine. The wife was all for digging some up to take home with her. I think carrying an 8ft plant would have been a bit conspicuous and it would have been too big for our small wildlife pond.
It's some steep steps up to the hall, but it's worth it. I think Shibden is one of the most olde worldy looking places around here and has a certain quaintness all of it's own.
After a walk around the hall, you can see all around the park, and like I say, there is plenty of room to kick a ball about. We went down the hill to the kids playground were my two swung, slid and see-sawed to their hearts content. We weren't about to go on the boats on the boating lake with our two daft beggars, we'd have probably ended up fishing them out of the drink. Instead we took them on the miniature railway. It was Ivor the steam engine pulling the train today. With a loud toot of it's whistle and a lung busting cloud of smoke we pulled away from the station. Isn't it nice how everybody waves to you, when your on one of these sort of trains?
It was time to go home but not without the usual "99" before we parted. For those of you who don't know what a "99" is click here.
The little girl wanted to try her new football out, so we went to Shibden Hall nr Halifax. Besides the hall and garden, there is a park with a boating lake and miniature train, plus plenty of space for kicking a ball about. The hall itself was built around 1425, and has had different families live in it over the years. It's set in some nice gardens and also has an ornamental pond, which at the moment is teeming with tadpoles. The kids caught some in a bottle and took them home with them to put in their wildlife ponds in the back garden. Click on the link if you want to know more about Shibdens history.
The walk up to the hall takes you through some woods and you know I like my woods. I took a picture of a sea of wild onion on the woodland floor. There was an oniony haze to the atmosphere as we walked past this patch. At the top of the hill you come across the ornamental pond, which was put there in the early 1800's. The water in the pond was crystal clear with only the aforementioned tadpoles swimming in the water.
There is a lot of colour in the planting of the marginals around the pond and the fragrance from them was divine. The wife was all for digging some up to take home with her. I think carrying an 8ft plant would have been a bit conspicuous and it would have been too big for our small wildlife pond.It's some steep steps up to the hall, but it's worth it. I think Shibden is one of the most olde worldy looking places around here and has a certain quaintness all of it's own.
After a walk around the hall, you can see all around the park, and like I say, there is plenty of room to kick a ball about. We went down the hill to the kids playground were my two swung, slid and see-sawed to their hearts content. We weren't about to go on the boats on the boating lake with our two daft beggars, we'd have probably ended up fishing them out of the drink. Instead we took them on the miniature railway. It was Ivor the steam engine pulling the train today. With a loud toot of it's whistle and a lung busting cloud of smoke we pulled away from the station. Isn't it nice how everybody waves to you, when your on one of these sort of trains?It was time to go home but not without the usual "99" before we parted. For those of you who don't know what a "99" is click here.
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