LYCH GATE

“I reckon you’ve never heeard tell o’ Green-how Hill, but yon bit o’ bare stuff if there was nobbut a white road windin’ is like ut; strangely like. Moors an’ moors an’ moors, wi’ never a tree for shelter, an’ gray houses wi’ flagstone rooves, and pewits cryin’, an’ a windhover goin’ to and fro just like these kites. And cold! A wind that cuts you like a knife. You could tell Green-how Hill folk by the red-apple colour o’ their cheeks an’ nose tips, and their blue eyes, driven into pin-points by the wind.”
For those who don't know Greenhow see Saturdays blip, wet and wild for most of the year but when the sun shines its gorgeous. The famous "Mouseman" of Kilburn designed and built the LYCH GATE many years ago, it stands weathered and proud on the edge of the moor. The quote  comes from 'On Greenhow Hill by Rudyard Kipling who's grandfather was the reverend of Greenhow Church.