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A Shropshire Waterfall

Owdo me owd butties, thank’ee most kindly for poppin’ in, as the weather is rather inclement, well actually it’s blummin’ tippin’ it down I thought I’d share a few photographs frum our trip out, back in April.

It inna exactly a well-known spot but it is well worth a visit. Mebbe the fact that there are so many variations of it’s name dunna help. Even the experts dunna seem to know which is the correct form , reporting on a field trip on Thursday 29th June 1893, the Caradoc and Severn Valley Field Club used five different versions. The ones that I have come across are :

  • Lyd Hole
  • Lyd’s Hole
  • Lydell’s Hole
  • LLoyd’s Hole
  • Lydd Hole
  • Lydell’s Dells
  • Lido
  • Lyde’s Hole
  • Lydell’s
  • Lydhole
  • Lyde
  • The ‘ole

Apparently it was named by the landowner, Colonel Caton-Jones, but I ‘ull let you decide which one to use.

We tethered shroppieoomon’s trusty steed (posh car) up in Pontesford and headed up the romantically named Slag Lane, at the top a permissive path leads across the fields following the Pontesford bruck up Happy Valley and past a sham castle. The hole beneath the waterfall is bottomless (just like virtually every bit o’deep wayter in Shropshire allegedly) so take care if you go paddlin’.

a sham castle

Up until the late 19th century, after searching for the Golden Arrow (the inspiration for Mary Webb’s novel of the same name) locals ‘ould race down to the Hole and the first person to dip the ring finger of their left hand in the wayter ‘ould marry the next person that they met.

In the 1930s/40s local childers ‘ould go “trout ticklin” in the bruck. Clive Griffiths, in his 2010 book, told how the congregational Parson’s son, Noel Salter, was an expert at ticklin’ , one day he was throwin’ a trout to the other children when the gamekeeper, Mr Bucket, chased them for a mile. They had to sneak back the next day to retrieve their shoes and socks.

As late as the 1950s Sunday schoolers frum Pontesbury ‘ould picnic here on charabanc outings.

In 2013 local sculptor, Bill Sample, installed “Venus Rising” a whicker sculpturedepicting the dippin’ o’thefinger custom.

Stanley playin’ ball down the Rhyolite rocks

Danker me! that’s enough chunnerin’ frum me for one day, and the sun’s now out, thank’ee muchly to anyone who is still reading this far down,now run along and play nicely – shroppiemon