On the last Sunday of July, we sought respite from our troubles and headed out in search of greenery. Deciding on Nutclough, for some reason we found ourselves walking up Hangingroyd to the little park rather than taking the normal route up Keighley Road. At the corner of Victoria road, we took the small steps between houses onto Foster Lane, noticing the old backs of buildings as we did so.
We then spotted an unfamiliar ginnel on the opposite side of the road. As we climbed the steep cobbles, we imagined hob nail boots clumping the path, amidst the tightly-packed terraced ‘top and bottom’ houses. The cobbles were replaced by modern concrete steps.
At the top, we were rewarded with a vertiginous view of the narrow passageway. We emerged onto Unity Street, looking unfamiliar from our different perspective. At the corner, a black and white cat kindly posed for us.
We headed to the traffic lights and across the road and into the familiar clough.
Crossing onto the island we tarried on the sunken metal bench, enjoying the tranquillity as we eyed bobbing birds and a plethora of new plant life including large bulrushes.
We stayed on the east side of the clough aiming for town, when we noticed the ‘Crow path’. We headed up, utilising the wooden steps made for the purpose and contemplating the views looking down from the treetops on the climb up to Sandy Gate.
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