19 Sept: It’s the day of The Queen’s funeral. Every town and village we drove through is silent, closed, and empty of traffic and people. We did encounter a police car with two policemen in the public carpark. They were eating their lunch. They nodded, said hello, and warned us that everything in Haworth was closed until after the funeral, “Including the toilets”, one of them warned. So we walked around the village, read gravestones, (the Brontës aren’t buried here), and pressed our noses against the bakery shop window.
The countryside of the Peak District, and stone barns..
All photos taken with my iPhone. ©Misky 2022
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