>The Underground


This sign’s next to the intriguingly named Slaymaker Lane, just outside Oakworth. The Lane is a place of childhood dares, myths and folklore. Pleasant in the daytime, at night the high stone walls and the thick curtain of trees make it darker than normal, even on a full moon. It’s a place where your footsteps quicken, even if you don’t know about the resident ghost of a horse and rider.

Not to take anything away from Mr Swaine’s undoubted catching skills, but there were three fresh molehills in the opposite corner of that field.


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Designer, photographer and Vespa-fixated pub bore. Born in Yorkshire, living in that London these past 20 years. Get in touch at teninchwheels@gmail.com, especially if you'd like to send me some free beer.
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5 Responses to >The Underground

  1. Affer says:

    >Look – it was only three. Let's not make a mountain out of them……..

  2. bikerted says:

    >Stick seaside windmills in them, the vibrations will send the bugger(s) away.

  3. TIW says:

    >Roald Dahl used to swear by burying bottles up to their necks. Kept cats away, too.

  4. John Medd says:

    >Can you give us weekly updates? We don't want the Slaymaker Lane 3 becoming The Slaymaker Lane 4.

  5. TIW says:

    >John, I was there on a fleeting visit – I suppose I could ring up Mick Swaine and ask?

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