Today was to be our English wedding day, round about four years to the day that Barry and I were introduced to each other by a mutual friend. It’s certainly been wedding day weather, so let’s send out positive vibes that we’ll get the same sunny spell on Saturday 26th September which is when the rearranged nuptials are to take place!
Despite a couple of negative comments on my facebook relating to Castleford, we took a chance and had a walk in. It’s probably a typical northern industrial town, bustling around the shops with a market in full swing. The Allinson’s Stoneground Flour Mill is here, the largest in the world, sitting picturesquely by the weir. Unfortunately someone decided to build a Millennium Bridge (has anyone counted how many bridges were built in England for the Millennium??) right next to it which rather detracted from the scene, but certainly assisted the photographer to get some good shots. It also had these amazing channels for fish, eels and otters to move up the river which we’ve not seen before. Well done Castleford!
It took us a while to find the castle, and then it was only a bouncy version! The actual castle that the town is named after was demolished in Cromwell’s time Barry discovered. There’s a plethora of Public Houses in Castleford, most of which have some sort of entertainment on, so it’s probably a lively place in the night-time. And many businesses named after the Castleford Tigers Rugby League team who appear to be very popular.
So it should be called "Bouncy Castleford"
Then it was onwards to Castleford junction where you have to choose the correct turning or you’ll find yourself heading towards the weir and could end up in a similar predicament to the rusty hull there!
We found a very pleasant lunch spot at Lemonroyde Lock, and soaked up some rays. The locks along this navigation are all mechanised, though we had to do them ourselves as the lock-keepers don’t seem to work weekends at all. Very large and slow to fill – not a problem in this weather, a great excuse for a spot of sunbathing!
We arrived in Leeds in the late evening, passing by a party boat in full swing, and moored up a mile away from the town centre ready to explore tonight and tomorrow. Monique leaves us around 6pm and Kim and Joe arrive after 10pm, so my friend from School and her husband, Steph and Pete, will join us on the boat in the evening for dinner and drinks. I can see why some people choose to live on the canals and rivers, it’s a very sociable lifestyle.
Leeds was buzzing, with outrageous hen parties galore! Sashes, tiaras, sailors and convicts; very colourful. Monique had wanted some live music, but failing that we found a club called 'Flares' where they had a 70's disco night on and free entry before 10pm, so that was the choice. Monique and I had a great time dancing to all the old classics, and Barry was amused initially by all the creative costumes, but after a couple of hours couldn't take it any longer and left us to it to get some fresh air! I think maybe I need to alter the English wedding reception theme from a 70's disco, seeing as it's not just my 50th birthday party anymore ...
On the way into town past the marina basin
The skyline with some of the old buildings
Monique shaking her tail feathers!
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