Friday, 14 June 2013


The small town (or large village) of Marsden, surrounded on three sides by high Pennine moorland, has a rough beauty on a sunny day in spring. I think it must look a good deal bleaker in the rain or snow. The main A62 road through the town rises to cross the hills to the west on the way over to Manchester. In winter the road is often closed by snow, so that on the approach road there are permanent signs that can be switched on to warn travellers.

The fire station provides a base for the Holme Valley Mountain Rescue Team, volunteers who assist in searching for and rescuing people from the surrounding moors. The moors have a macabre reputation as being the burial place for the Moors Murder victims, infamous and shocking crimes committed in the 1960s by Ian Brady and Myra Hindley, which received widespread coverage. One of the five children's bodies has never been found.


  1. The moors ... the words summon images of the Hound of the Baskervilles and Wuthering Heights -- already kind of ominous. I recall a lovely, happy description of the moors, however, in THE SECRET GARDEN. All in the eye of the beholder, I guess.

  2. Oh, I remember those murders. Quite shocking for those days. I love the moors!


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