Cockermouth

Do you have a lot of Muslim kids in

Cockermouth? About four.

About four, right.

So obviously in London and other cities, there are like loads.

Ah.

[laughs] So this is, uh, this is the tunnel between Whitehaven and Cockermouth that shut in July 2025 when old mine workings were discovered under the track bed.

Now apparently, Network Rail has said that it now has firm proposals and £60 million of government funding to reopen the tunnel and treat the discolored water that's flowing from it into Whitehaven's Queens Dock, um, which has turned orange because of iron ochre in the water.

Now, this is where the caveat comes in though, Nigel.

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there said a stripling pointing with meet pride towards a low roof with green trees half concealed is musk-hill farm and that's the very field where burns ploughed up the daisy far and wide a plain below stretched seaward while descried above sea-clouds the peaks of arran rose and by that simple notice the repose of earth sky sea and air was vivified beneath the random beeld of clod or stone myriads of daisies have shone forth in flower near the lark's nest and in their natural hour have passed away less happy than the one that by the unwilling ploughshare died to prove the tender charm of poetry and love Merry Queen of Scots by William Wordsworth dear to the loves and to the graces vowed the queen drew back the wimple that she wore and to the throng that on the cumbrian shore her landing hailed how touchingly she bowed and like a star that from a heavy cloud of pine-tree foliage poised in air forth darts when a soft summer gale at evening parts the gloom that did its loveliness enshroud she smiled but time the old saturnian seer sighed on the wing as her foot pressed the strand with step prelusive to a long array of woes and degradations hand in hand weeping captivity and shuddering fear stilled by the ensanguined block of fotheringay the in sight of the town of Cockermouth, where the author was born and his father's remains are laid.

a point of life between my parents dust and yours my buried little ones am i and to those graves looking habitually in kindred quiet i repose my trust death to the innocent is more than just and to the sinner mercifully bent so may i hope if truly i repent and meekly bear the ills which bear i must and you my offspring that do still remain yet may outstrip me in the appointed race if e'er through fault of mine in mutual pain we breathed together for a moment's space the wrong by love provoked let love arraign and only love keep in your hearts a place a place of burial in the south of scotland part fenced by man part by a rugged steep that curbs a foaming brook a graveyard lies the hare's best couching-place for fearless sleep which moonlit elves far seen by credulous eyes enter in dance of church or sabbath ties no vestige now remains yet thither creep bereft ones and in lowly anguish weep their prayers out to the wind and naked skies proud tomb is none but rudely sculptured knights by humble choice of plain old times are seen level with earth among the hillocks green union not sad when sunny daybreak smites the spangled turf and neighboring thickets ring with jubilate from the choirs of spring Most sweet it is with unuplifted eyes.

By William Wordsworth.

Chapter 2.

Cockermouth and Keswick.

A Fragment.

1871.

He gravely explained to the congregation how he found himself situated, and now, said he, let us just begin where the rats have left off.

I must follow the divine's example, and take up the thread of my discourse where it first distinctly issues from the limbo of forgetfulness.

Cockermouth.

I was lighting my pipe as I stepped out of the inn at Cockermouth, and did not raise my head until I was fairly in the street.

A mile lower meeteth Loder and Emot, at Burgham Castle.

market towns in durhamshire dunholm akeland witchingham the quick market of darlington standing betwixt tees and weir stockton upon tees walsingham upon weir almost in the middle way betwixt stanhope and akeland hartlepool castles in durhamshire dunholm akeland prudhoe upon tyne stockton upon tees barnard's castle lumley castle not far from chester abbeys and priories in durhamshire dunholm upon weir river finkelow upon weir a cell of thirteen monks longing to durham weirmouth jarrow there was a priory not far from darlington as i remember about tees river the limits of durhamshire tees river tyne river until he receiveth derwent water Earl of Northumbra, Lord of the Honours of Cockermouth and Petworth, Lord Percy, Lucy, Lord Poinings, Fitzpain, Brian.

Cockermouth came by Lucy, Petworth by gift of a king, Henry I. Fitzpain and Brian's lands came to Poinings, and by Poinings, Air General, all three to Percy.

The Earl of Northumber, castles and manors.

Cockermouth in Cumberland, a seven hundred lee by year.

Annick, Workworth Castle, Langley and Prudhoe in Northumberland.

Rothbury, Lordship on Cockett, a seven miles above Annick, where is such a town as Corbridge.

Missing words.

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Chapter Two, Cockermouth and Keswick, a Fragment, 1871.

Very much as a painter half closes his eyes so that some salient unity may disengage itself from among the crowd of details and what he sees may thus form itself into a whole, very much on the same principle, I may say, I allow a considerable lapse of time to intervene between any of my little journeyings and the attempt to chronicle them.

I cannot describe a thing that is before me at the moment or that has been before me only a very little while before.

He gravely explained to the congregation how he found himself situated.

"And now," said he, "let us just begin where the rats have left off." I must follow the divine's example and take up the thread of my discourse where it first distinctly issues from the limbo of forgetfulness.

Cockermouth.

I was lighting my pipe as I stepped out of the inn at Cockermouth and did not raise my head until I was fairly in the street.

The limits of Durhamshire: Tees River, Tyne River until he receiveth Derwentwater.

Earl of Northumbro, Lord of the honors of Cockermouth and Petworth, Lord Percy, Lucy, Lord Poynings, Fitzpayne, Brian.

Cockermouth came by Lucy, Petworth by gift of a king, Henry I. Fitzpayne and Brian's lands came to Poynings and by Poyning heir general all three to Percy.

The Earl of Northumber, castles and manors: Cockermouth in Cumberland, a seven hundred lee by year.

Alnwick, Warkworth Castle, Langley and Prudhoe in Northumberland.

Rothbury, lordship on Cockett, a seven miles above Alnwick, where is such a town as Corbridge.

The grass groweth now on the ruins of the walls.

Rockcliffe, a pretty pile or castle of the Lord Dacres over Eden on the farther right about a four mile from Carlule.

Do you know of other farmers who are having difficulties like this?

Well, we've been told, um, there's a few other areas, so Workington, Cockermouth, and Keswick have been hit, and it seems like they're going, like, along the A66 across the county.

Who knows what they're gonna do with them? Who knows if they're gonna sell them on, cut the tags out, cut all the markings out, sell 'em on somewhere else, totally miles and miles away, or are they dead already? Are they gonna be sold for meat?

That's Laura Robinson.