Watching nature take its course, from the top of a hill in northern England

Let’s Dance


Morris Men strut their stuff

Best foot forward

As it’s the Summer Solstice today, a post that shrieks summer (and the  drinking of draught bitter)  you can read more about Morris dancing here or watch some dancing over there,


For some very different looking Morris men, try

Andyholmfirths photos on FlickrHat

I’ve read that Morris dancing is in danger of extinction, however this little girl was showing future potential, dancing just like  her grandpa

Dancing like Grandpa

I quite fancy owning a pair of clogs, its the sound of the clog irons I like, I think it goes way back, to the child in me, and I must have been less than five, I used to  love shuffling round the kitchen in my mums shoes because I like the clicky klacky sound they made on the quarry tile floor, not sure about the bells though.


As well as fathers day (Mr Uhdd is not around for that, he’s got other things on his mind, The Three Peaks Yacht Race is under way) apparently it is Naked Hiking day, I’d seriously suggest you don’t try that around here, as the nettles are thigh high at the moment, the farms dogs are nippy and the locals would not be friendly, but if you want to see what it is all about. But don’t say I didn’t warn you.


Author: uphilldowndale

Watching the rhythm of rural life, from the top of a hill in northern England. Having spent most of my life avoiding writing, I now need to do it! I am no domestic goddess, but if I were expecting visitors to my home, I would whisk round with the duster and plump up the cushions and generally make the place look presentable. I hope that by putting my words where others may see them it will encourage me to ‘tidy up and push the Hoover around’ my writing. On the other hand I may just be adding to the compost heap. Only time will tell! Pull up a chair, sit yourself down, I’ll put the kettle on.

12 thoughts on “Let’s Dance

  1. Love the photo’s particularly the little girl

  2. I’ve never thought naked hiking was a good idea. Just think of all the trouble one could get into without clothes. And that’s just the poison ivy and stinging nettles!

    I’d like to see Morris Dancers someday. They remind me a bit of the Mummers (who probably got the idea from the Morris Dancers).

  3. I love watching traditional dance and seeing the traditional dress. Always so bright and colorful, no matter what country is being represented by the tradition. Really fun captures, Uhdd.

  4. i was in london recently and came across the naked bike ride which seemed even less sensible than naked hiking! it was a really good-humoured event with all sorts of off gear, including some peeps painted silver!

    morris men always seem sinister to me – too many horror and murder films have them in…

    • I feel the same way about clowns, everything tells me they can’t be good!
      I think If I was out walking on my own and I met a naked male rambler I wouldn’t be a happy bunny!

  5. Great feet in red socks.

  6. Errm I’m trying to find out how the are doing on scarfell pike.
    Hope they are all okay
    err oh morris dancing. hmmm there was some the other week at Tissington.
    There is a good butchers there uphill.

    Right back to the sleepmonsters site

    Oh ive finally managed to sort out my own blog

    Yeah i just cant imagine the younger generation doing morris dancing but like so many old traditions they are fading away aren’t they.

  7. There is only one thing worst than posting a picture of flowers on a blog, and that’s wearing flowers in your hat. 🙂

  8. I tried Morris dancing once but I kept falling off the bonnet. 🙂

  9. Love the red stockings, and the clogs.

  10. If it’s any help,

    I have been a Plough Stot, and a Morris Dancer…

    Thought it wouldn’t..

  11. liked you comment on the sound the clog irons make , this is what attracted me to clogs !

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