The Wolds

The Wolds
Thixendale in the Yorkshire Wolds

Village focus: Thixendale - as not seen on TV

IT WAS in 1951, with the construction of a 750ft mast in the Home Valley near Huddersfield, that television came to Yorkshire. It was about four years too late to watch the future Queen’s wedding at Westminster Abbey, but in Thixendale, deep within the Wolds, they were kept waiting almost until the nuptials of her youngest son.

Lucie Stephenson runs The Fiddle Drill in Goodmanham. Picture by James Hardisty.

Lucie’s Wolds tearoom idyll is no cake walk

Running a tearoom in the countryside is a dream job for many and a year ago young farmer’s wife Lucie Stephenson opened The Fiddle Drill at Manor Farm in Goodmanham near Market Weighton. It has been an educational, invigorating and at times stressful experience after previous roles including as a product manager at Haribo and marketing manager at Costcutter. Lucie’s happy with what she has achieved so far.

Sue Woodcock enjoyed another busy week.

Wolds Diary: Lessons in wool for the initiated

The weather has been really rather pleasant and my dogs and I have appreciated it. I went to check my friend’s cats on Monday morning and then after a walk with the dogs, during which they were remarkably well behaved, I made it to the rehearsal at Pocklington Singers in the evening. Some of the music we are doing seems rather difficult at least to me, but we worked hard.

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Rudston Church in East Yorkshire has the tallest free standing monolith in Europe.

Wolds Diary: A singing honour and wildlife delights

I have been out and about a bit this week. On the Sunday I assisted our church warden for the morning service and then headed home and out with the dogs, and managed to avoid any squirrels, pheasants, rabbits or other creatures that set my dogs off in a frenzy.

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David Hockney in his home city of Bradford, February 1970

So, just who is the real David Hockney?

There’s a story Christopher Simon Sykes likes to tell about David Hockney. It was the early 1960s and, having just graduated from the Royal College of Art, he moved into a new flat where the bedroom also doubled as his studio. At the end of the small bed, which was squeezed into a corner, was a chest of drawers. “David painted a message rather carefully on the chest of drawers,” says Sykes, who secured unprecedented access to Hockney’s archive, notebooks and paintings to write a two-volume biography of the Bradford-born artist. “It said in large capital letters GET UP AND WORK IMMEDIATELY. As he said: ‘The first thing I saw every morning when I woke up was the sign, and not only did I read the sign but I remembered that I had wasted two hours painting it, so I jumped out of bed’.”

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