I came across a beautiful gatepost today, crafted not just to carry the weight of a gate, but something rather handsome too. It was hewn from the lovely soft blush pink gritstone that can be seen in many of the very old houses around here, the quarries it came from, long since worked out and disused. It’s a precious stone to those of us who live within its walls.
It was facing its partner, however I don’t think they spent their lifetimes together, but they had common ground. Both posher that your average gatepost.
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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.
It was facing its partner, however I don’t think they spent their lifetimes together, but they had common ground. Both posher that your average gatepost.
November 25, 2018 at 8:55 am
Wow, those are smarter than the average post, right enough. Do you think they were originally something else, but have been repurposed as gateposts?
November 25, 2018 at 2:29 pm
Now if this were Orkney, the rectangular one would have been the front door to Skara Brea! There was a house nearby that showed it had a much older side to its Edwardian facade
November 25, 2018 at 2:28 pm
Interesting post and pictures. xx
November 26, 2018 at 4:06 pm
Beside the road near Clovelly in Devon are two large, monumental gateposts of the sort that you would think ought to flank the driveway of a mansion. There is no mansion, and no evidence of a roadway across the field, either now or on historical maps. On one gatepost is inscribed the following:
Omega, thou art last I’m sure
As Alpha is in the east
And thou’lt be last for ever more
Til endless ages cease.
When I am dead and gone
these verses will remain
To show who wrote thereof
By working of the brain
James Berriman
New Inn
Clovelly Jan 10th 1902
James Berriman was the innkeeper of Clovelly’s New Inn, and, died 10 Nov 1903
Probate was granted on 14 Jan 1904 to widow Mary Ann, and Solicitor, William Britton Seldon
Effects £7122. 10s 5d.
November 26, 2018 at 6:57 pm
I wonder if he bought them after a few beers and his wife didn’t like them! I can see from a local history book that, there was an estate house near the gate posts as early as 1509 and possibly earlier.