Impressive, innit. Thanks for the pic, George.
Yesterday’s visit to The Black Country Living Museum was very enjoyable. A whole canalside village has been reconstructed on site, all the buildings having been dismantled and painstakingly rebuilt. They are from all over the Black Country, and most were in danger of demolition before being rescued.
Ironmongers, hardware stores, a chemist, sweet shop and bakers, most with someone in period dress behind the counter and willing to talk with authority about early 20c life in the Black Country.
Further out from the village centre there are cottages, furnished in period, often with an “occupant” in attendance.
The highlight for me had to be the local garage, though. AJS, Bean and Star were just some of the motor manufacturers around the Wolverhampton area, and some prime examples of their products were on display.
Unfortunatley the trams and trolley bus weren't running this weekend.
You could easily spend a good day here, with lunch of excellent fish and chips from Hobb’s.
The place is well worth a visit, comparable to Beamish up near Durham.
Today we had a look in Dudley Tunnel and the limestone caverns, courtesy of The Dudley Canal Trust’s electric boat George.
The tunnel was originally cut to get at underground seams of limestone used in iron production, and an essential component of Dudley’s industry. It was later pushed right through Castle and Wren’s Nest hills to link up to the Staffs and Worcs and ultimately the River Severn.
Last surveyed properly in the late 19c, no-one is now quite sure about how many miles of tunnels and chambers there were, but the hillside was extensively mined from the inside.
In a couple of places the tunnel is open to the air.
We were back out against the wharf after about 45 minutes. The commentary was informative, and the trip enjoyable if a little cool this time of year. Another recommended attraction, and it’s right alongside the museum, too.
By the time we’d sorted out and had lunch it was getting towards mid-afternoon, so we decided to sneak an extra night here. We should, by rights, have moved out this afternoon, our 48 hours being up. But there’s no-one else on the visitor moorings, and we’ll be away before any other boats turn up in the morning.
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