SNAKES & LADDIES
LADS 😉:- Jim, John, Anthony, Danny, Mike & John (?)
"Snakes & Laddies" what's all this about ? Well we visited Ormskirk today. Ormskirk is named after a Viking called Orm(e)
ORM means snake and what better to call our old crew than Lads which I am sure is a non ageist title ...... OK
When we had parked the car, some distance away, as we had been warned that on Market days parking could be difficult. We met up with Jim who had already met the other John, one of John's nephews, who was joining us today.
This is an awful photograph . It is of the "Clock tower" in the town centre. Where's the clock ? The group is in the shadows and the police are lurking near us.
Excuse ? The area was so busy that if I backed up enough to take in the clock, crowds came between me and the group.
So we set off along the high Street.
Past the old Town Hall
with a rather fancy crest high up the front wall.
The High Street led us straight towards the legendary Parish church. Sadly no longer being used. The gentleman on the right is Mr. John Edwards. John W's nephew. He proved an excellent addition to our party taking responsibility for relating the information on the Trail guide.
Some way up the street we came to Court No 5 (?) John W walked a little way down and took this photo looking out to where the group were waiting. There was nothing of interest to be seen.
Nothing of interest to be seen because this was NOT Court No 5 which we found only a few yards further on. Court number five showed an example of how people lived in poverty not too long ago.
Sadly the church is no longer in use.
The legend surrounding this church is that Orm. (remember Him?)
He had two daughters. One wanted a church with a tower. The other wanted a church with a steeple. To stop the squabbles he built one with both. If you believe that....... Good luck to you.
The area near the church is paved with old gravestones. Many more graves can be seen beyond the trees .
The church looks old and indeed it is with parts dating back to 1300.
Out of the church and a little way down Burscough lane.
This dispensary was set up for people of limited means to have access to medicines. It is now a farmer's club. John E is a member. I didn't know he was an "Agriculturalist ".
A little further into the conservation area and we come to the oldest pub in the town. "I Know. I Know. he looks it but John is NOT the oldest customer.
This little alleyway, calle "Mystic Mews", is typical of many such intriguing little streets in the town. Called "Mews" here but in Preston and other central Lancashire towns they are often called "Wiends" Each of them demands investigation if only we had the time.
I think in modern parlance this would be known as an HMO A house of multiple occupation. Looks remarkably like the BUCK I'TH VINE we have just seen.
Lunchtime was upon us and this was the last cafe we tried. All told us that they were fully booked as it was market day.
We were BEREFT !
Our guest walker however had been very wise. Knowing that full cafes might be a problem he had made a hot pot at home just in case. And here we are eating it.
John lives with his mother (my sister) who popped the hot pot in the oven after a phone call from John. As we were using her home I had better include her in the blog
Choc ices for "Pudding" then into the garden for coffees
All in all a splendid day in fascinating Ormskirk and a delightful ending to our trip.
BUT...........
This final photo shows Danny giving Anthony his bag back after he had left it in the house.
Mike had already had his bag returned after he too had left it
and John W had to go back for his stick as he too had left it behind.
My relatives must think our walking group were all "BONKERS"
THE END
JW
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