The school is to the right. I wonder if you are surrounded by such beauty would you ever want to leave. Well its a good job I went with Margaret and Graham. Margaret fetched me down to earth by talking about the realities of living in such a place. Its all very well seeing this through the rose tinted spectacles of a "townie" on a fine clear day. In the early 1900s it would have felt even more remote and isolated.
This sycamore tree grows behind the chapel. Margaret saw a hole in the trunk which we went to investigate, it turned out to be quite large.
This is the school across the lane from the Chapel.
This is the school across the lane from the Chapel.
On the National Archives site there is reference to a Wildboarclough Crag National School which was built in 1876. It was a primary school until it was reorganised in 1969 when junior pupils were transferred to Wincle. But further up the valley at the village of Wildboarclough is St Saviour Church where the books inside, are inscribed with Crag Church. There is also Crag Hall near that church.
I wonder how many children attended this school? And if when they played outside they were as noisy as children in the school playground today? Although it felt like we were miles from anywhere we walked past the car in the picture and round the bend to look over towards Macclesfield Forrest and were studying the map when some friendly walkers stopped to pass the time of day. A couple of them lived in Marple - small world.
Margaret remembers her dad talking about the long walk to school.
See later posting about schools - I now think this may have been Macclesfield Forrest School.
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