After all the excitement of the weekend Tine left me home alone to spend a few days in London with Nadine (& a great time they had too). I decided to have a stroll round Bingley, the town we lived in for 22 years (and me for three years as a student teacher in the 70s).
The arrow points to our house!
Tine's first job was at Damart, a French company still going strong in Bingley.
The Old White Horse pub where we spent many a night when I was a student at Bingley College.
There was no beer garden then.
From the White Horse you can walk along the original (cobbled) main street...
... towards the parish church
The 'new' main street (built in 1904) cut through the graveyard, part of which can still be seen.
The Brown Cow is over the bridge from the White Horse. This is where we celebrated our 50th wedding anniversary with friends.
I'm now walking on the bridge between the two pubs. No herons to be seen today!
This footbridge replaced a tunnel under the railway line, mysteriously called Treacle Cock Alley.
It now spans the railway and a by-pass. The canal had to be moved to make room for the fast road.
One of the locks on the Leeds & Liverpool Canal, very near where we used to live.
Some new artwork by the locks.
Finally the First School where Matthieu, Nadine & Philippe attended, five minutes' walk from chez nous.
I hope you've noticed the blue sky!
