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I called at Chillingham Castle in Northumberland this spring. Unlike the sanitised properties managed by the national heritage organisations, Chillingham is privately owned by a lesser aristocrat (Sir Humphry Wakefield, Baronet) and it is stuffed with antiques, curios, documents and knick-knacks. All of it was interesting, lending it a more authentic feel.
Are the dull expressions just typical Victorian/Edwardian formality, or is there an underlying tension on their faces?
Above premises called the Old Grammar School in Hawes (details of which I can find little save its availability to hire as accommodation) is a peculiar stone head. It appears to be of a king wearing a circlet crown. There it sits (or does a head stand?), gazing out, silently.
Close by, the parish church of St Margaret of Antioch stands with a sign attached to its railings:
Do come and study God's word with us. John is unable to speak, but David Earnshaw has taken his place; his theme is the Burning Bush.
You may stay for both sessions each night or just the one; there will be a 30-minute break between them to enable resfreshment and fellowship. There is no charge and visitors and regulars will be made just as welcome.