Haworth

My first visit to Haworth, where I met a friend who had also never visited.

First stop was the Brontë Parsonage Museum, which I really enjoyed. I was in my teens when I read Jane Eyre and Wuthering Heights, but I have never read The Tenant of Wildfell Hall. I’ll have to read it.

The village is attractive, and you can’t miss the Brontës. There’s a Brontë Street, Brontë Square, a newer Heathcliff housing development, and a choice of four Brontë beers (“a pint of Emily please barman”). But somehow it never gets tacky.

I walked down the hill to the railway station and back, but decided to give my feet a break and not head out towards the moor. I did however walk into the independent bookshop. I explained that I had a lot of books to read, he countered with the Japanese concept of Tsundoku. I walked out with a book (“The Invention of Charlotte Brontë” by Graham Watson, the Museum had whetted my appetite for knowing more about the lives of this remarkable family).