Beverley

Chatton Lordship upon Till, a mile from Chillingham.

In Yorkshire, Seymour, Hummonby, near Seymour, Pocklington Market are two miles from Seymour, Leakinfield, two miles from Beverley, Wessel Castle, two miles from Howden Market, where the Bishop of Durham hath a fair palace, Cattern, where is a park, as is almost of the lordships of Forryhurst, spofford a great village a two miles from otley upon ayr river topcliffe on swale a goodly manor house in a park tadcaster and healy lindley by spofford where sir thomas johnson now is heir he had in kent a five hundred mark of poyning's lands in south saxe poyning's lordship petworth tory bryan in somersetshire that master kitson bought the lord marquis of exeter had much of his lands in devonshire he had castles in wales and was there a great lord marcher peraventure payne castle by wye was his for he bare the name of the lord fitzpaine he had some land in suffolk and cambridgeshire he had tallacharn a castle about the mouth of tay coming from caermadean from carlul to berg on the sands six miles from berg to workington twelve miles from workington to st b's fourteen from st b's to furness by the sea-coast fourteen miles from furness to lancaster twelve miles from lancaster to preston twenty miles esk flew limes at scotiae at angliae lythard there flew it in at motel lithel was a moated place of a gentleman called sir water sealerby the which was killed there and the place destroyed in king edward the third when the scots went to durham and their king was take by copland at durham on a hill thereby where was many scots buried bow ness is at the point or plain of the river of eden where is a little poor steeple as a fortlet for a brunt and it is on the hither side of the river of eden about at eight miles from caer about this bowness is part of the picked wall evidently remaining and it may be supposed that it is called bowness as who should say the wall ye or point or end berg in the sand standeth a mile off from the hither bank of eden it is a village by the which remain the ruins of a great place now clean desolated where king edward i died Berg standeth from Bowness three miles, and four miles, or five, from Careloul.

Berg longed sometimes to the Moorvilles.

Here was a fifteen years ago the Lord Maxwell sore wounded, many slain and drowned in Eden.

When she was between six and seven years old, they moved again to the neighborhood of Barking.

There they remained three years before the next move, which was to a farm near Beverley in Yorkshire.

In Yorkshire, they remained six years, and Mary Wollstonecraft had there what education fell to her lot between the ages of ten and sixteen.

Edward John Wollstonecraft then gave up farming to venture upon a commercial speculation.

It standeth a mile missing word Bradford.

Beverley.

Beverley is a very large town but I could not perceive that ever it was walled though there be certain gates of stone portcullis for defence.

In the town be are three parish churches.

The minster where St. John sometime Bishop of York lieth and one chapel.

To this town long many great and ancient privileges as to a sanctuary.

The town hath in their commune seal the figure of a beaver.

Bede calleth the place where Beverley is now Silver de Rorum Anglica Deirawold.

Agreed.

So we went from Lincoln, in and out of Lincoln, or out and then back into Lincoln, down to Boston, over to Skegness on the Lincolnshire coast of the North Sea, up to Hull, um, then Beverley in Yorkshire, across the Yorkshire Moors from Helmsley to Leyburn, and then finishing in, uh, Earlston in the Scottish Borders, um, which I'm, I...

Without knowing, but I'm presuming you're very familiar with from your, uh, Tour cast-

Not quite, no

It almost goes without saying.

Um, but yeah, the carp couldn't catch Tim Merlier, um, even after Cees Bol had opened up for him.

Um, but stage three, Hull to Beverley, it was another sprint finish, as you say, but this time with a different result.

They couldn't catch the carp this time.

So I want to move on now to Final Kiss, which is a local one.

So this comes from Mike Covell's book, Mike Covell Investigates Paranormal Beverley.

So Mike is a man many listeners will be familiar with.

He spent years researching the folklore, legends and strange history of East Yorkshire.

Of course.

During the course of his work, he encountered an account that, depending on your interpretation, may represent a genuine time slip experience.

The story centres on Beverley, and more specifically, one of the town's best-known historic buildings, the King's Head.

Now anyone familiar with Beverley will know that the King's Head is steeped in history.

But Mary was too young to profit by this friendship.

It was most ruthlessly interrupted three years later when in 1768 the restless head of the house whose industry in Barking had not equalled the enterprise which brought him there took his departure for Beverley in Yorkshire.

This was the most complete change that he had as yet made.

Heretofore his wanderings had been confined to Essex.

But he either found in his new home more promising occupation and congenial companionship than he had hitherto or else there was a short respite to his feverish restlessness for he continued in it for six years.

It was here Mary received almost all the education that was ever given her by regular schooling.

Beverley was nothing but a small market town though she in her youthful enthusiasm thought it large and handsome and its inhabitants brilliant and elegant and was much disappointed when she passed through it many years afterwards on her way to Norway to see how far the reality fell short of her youthful idealizations.

Its schools could not have been of a very high order and we do not need Godwin's assurance to know that Mary owed little of her subsequent culture to them.

I am so looking forward with respect to seeing how he fares on stage two, which runs from Boston to Skegness.

Stage three, Panflat, Hull to Beverley.

Beverley's a very pretty place.

Oh, I love a stage

start in Hull.