A short series of posts inspired by looking through my older printed photos, before going digital and before this website existed.
This spot is where Eller Beck flows through a ravine under a bridge on the North Yorkshire Moors Railway.
The stone commemorates Sydney Porritt who drowned aged 16 in 1908, in the photo my friends are doing their best to re-create that moment.
I like the way Rich and I look so retro. I don’t remember clearly but I imagine we drank lashings of ginger beer at some point.
Both elated and sorry to find this! In 1968 we found this on a family walk and mis read it as Sydney Potter. We then spent the rest of the walk making up rhymes to go with Potter not Porrit! I was just about to write a short story about Sydney Potter but will have to go back to the drawing board now!