#buxton

[hikinguk]

Lightwood, Buxton

[unteriors]

10th St NE, Buxton, North Dakota.

[justseventeen]

November 1970. 'Hung-up on jewelry? Hang up a Buxton. The wall with it all in a great, big Buxton box.'

[vintageadsmakemehappy]

1949 Buxton Leather Goods

[vox-anglosphere]

Scrivener's shop was voted one of the ten best bookstores in Britain

[stafylos01]

'Scriveners' Books and Bookbinding, Buxton, Derbyshire

[postcard-from-the-past]

Greetings from Buxton, UK

British vintage postcard, mailed in 1899 to Manchester

[thedudleywomen]

On This Day (29 Aug) in 1588, Robert Dudley, 1st Earl of Leicester wrote to Elizabeth I from Rycote, Oxon, less than a week before his death.

56yo Robert Dudley had recently played an integral role as Elizabeth's Lieutenant General, in the defence of England against the attempted invasion of England by the 'Spanish Armada' earlier that summer. It was Dudley who had arranged for the Queen to travel to the camp at Tilbury, where she delivered her famous rallying speech to her troops on 09 Aug 1588.

Following the defeat of the Spanish, Dudley had returned to London for the celebrations; however, he was described as "weak" and "exhausted". He therefore left London prematurely, accompanied by his wife Lettice Knollys, Countess of Leicester, with the intention of heading north to the Midlands - initially to his home in Kenilworth and then on to Buxton to "take the waters'.

The couple's first planned stopped was at Rycote, the home of Henry Norris, kinsman of Lettice, and old friend of Dudley's (and the Queen's). It was here that Dudley wrote to Elizabeth, thanking her for the 'meddycyn' that she had sent her, and sending her best wishes for her own health.

He signed the letter "by your most faythful and obedyent servant. R Leycester"

This letter was found in a small casket next to the Queen's bed after her own death in Mar 1603; she had labelled it 'his Last Lettar', and there was evidence she had re-read it many times.

Shortly after sending this letter, the couple continued their journey hoping to finde perfect cure at the bath"; however, Dudley's health quickly deteriorated, forcing them to break their journey at Cornbury Park, a former royal hunting lodge in Oxfordshire; it was here that Dudley died a few days later on 04 Sep 1588.

[redbullcateringfiction]

netflix is just salivating at the wolff interview they're getting now. buxton is going nuts. he is going to get his next 5 minutes on screen. he's going to say the same exact thing 33 times in different ways.

[hikinguk]

Taddington wood, Peak District

[maypoleman1]

26th July

St Anne’s Day

The Education of the Virgin Mary by Charles-Antoine Coypel (1736). Source: National Catholic Register website

Today is St Anne’s Day. Despite Christian and Islamic apocryphal tradition citing Anne as the mother of the Virgin Mary, she seems to be almost entirely pagan in origin. In her role as a Christian semi-divine mother, Anne became a perfect substitute for Earth Mother pagan goddesses. Even her name corresponded with the life-giving Indo-European goddess, Anu, or Danu, making the transition from pagan deity to Christian saint a relatively easy one. This adaptation by the converted populace is further borne out by Anne’s association with wells. St Anne’s curative well at Buxton was called Aquae Arnemetiae by the Romano-British, Arnemetia being a Celtic water goddess. Once Christianity arrived, the life giving well continued to be a place of worship, just under a new Christian matriarch. The well continues to do its job to this day, producing 200,000 gallons of spa water a year at a constant temperature of 82 degrees Fahrenheit.

There is also a St Anne’s Well at Malvern Wells in Hereford and Worcester. A former spa, it is said if a stone dropped into the well and its waters rise with bubbles, the wish made by the supplicant will come true; if few bubbles rise, bad luck is on the way.

[vintageadsmakemehappy]

1953 Advertisement for a Buxton Billfold

[robbiedani]

[beatasticband]

#photography #uk #england #caves #buxton https://www.instagram.com/p/CoxXZ9pswA8/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[wattophotos]

Winnats Pass view of the landscape.

[mycptsdstory]

I think my hurt has turned into anger.

I'm angry that Buxton called me a peadophile when I wasn't one.

I'm angry at Buxton for calling me a peadophile, when I haven't done anything wrong.

I'm angry at Buxton for making me feel like, being dead was the best option.

I'm fucking fucked off at my family for never leaving me alone.

I seriously feel like I'm at a bursting point.

I'm ready to lash out, I'm ready to cause drama and I'm ready for anyone who calls me a peadophile.

I'm fucking angry. I haven't done anything wrong and I know that. So, I'm fucking pissed at my town. I want out, I want to go and never return.

I want to leave. I hate this bastard town.