It turns out that my Wrigley relatives built all this buildings between 1858 and 1895. And these are just a fraction that could could get to within half an hour’s walk from where I’m staying. I’m still researching it but it seems likely that they actually built the mill I’m staying in!
Then to the doggy obedience show in the park.
An ancestor kept the pub on the left. It was called the Black Bull, in Heptonstall. It’s currently being converted into two houses.
I was invited to go inside
This is the view from upstairs
Bare stone and exposed beams
The lady who owns is and is converting it with the help of her nephew
I met Jose by chance in the cemetery. She was looking for Sylvia Plath’s grave and I was uncovering more family gravestones. She taught English Literature in high school, college and finally for the Open university. We had some refreshment in the White Lion.