Carry on Camping Clee Hill Style - by Charles Joyce
Trev TeasdelRemember cycling up, open fire near the quarry, opening bake bean cans with a pen knife - beans tasting of smoke!
One of my favourite haunts was Saturdays trip to Clee Hill. Walking up to Cherry Orchard to catch the Midland Red bus up to Clee Hill (X92 Kidderminster - Ludlow).
I used to get off by the old railway engine shed and climb up the slope past the quarry and head towards Titterstone Clee past the forked tree (Fancy remembering that). At Titterstone Clee i headed to the old quarry site which was full of water and was a blue green colour because of the minerals in the rocks. It was a fantastic walk with only sheep for company. The views were fantastic and it was back down to the village to catch the bus back to Cleobury in time for tea.
TexasDave McGarry That hill was freedom.. such great memories of Clee Hill. And Trev, I can still taste the diesel smoke on the sausages.
A Shropshire Lad
Into my heart an air that kills
From yon far country blows:
What are those blue remembered hills,
What spires, what farms are those?
That is the land of lost content,
I see it shining plain,
The happy highways where I went
And cannot come again.
A E Housman (Contributed by Ralph Aldhous)
TECHNICAL DRAWING WITH MR CHOPIN'S CHISEL!