On Ilkley Moor Baht ‘at

It is imperative that you all join in with the marvellous rendition of “On Ilkley Moor baht ‘at”. I will know if you don’t!

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Where have you been since I saw you, I saw you? On Ilkley Moor without a hat

This week I went up to the moor, Ilkley Moor, where the  far reaching views are particularly beautiful, especially on a bright and clear sunny autumn day such as this one.

View from the moor

In my teens I did some walking on the moor with a group from the youth club.

Also in my teens and with friends, I came up to the isolated Cow and Calf hotel that stands almost at the top. We came to the disco nights that mushroomed in the 60s. The discotheque was in the large basement and occasionally there were live bands, complete with psychedelic and strobe lighting.

IMG_4953Ilkley Moor is part of the larger Rombald’s Moor, and lies directly above the lovely spa town of Ilkley, the moor is also home to a series of fascinating ancient monuments.

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Heard on a bus

There’s a woman in a niqab, talking to her son in a non-English language.

On the seat in front of them: a white man, who turns around and tells the woman that she’s in the UK and should be speaking English.

On the seat in front of the white man, is an elderly white woman who points out: “We’re in Wales, and she’s speaking Welsh.”

 

Mae yna fenyw mewn niqab, yn siarad â’i mab mewn iaith nad yw’n Saesneg.

Ar y sedd o’u blaenau: dyn gwyn, sy’n troi o gwmpas ac yn dweud wrth y wraig ei bod hi yn y DU a dylai fod yn siarad Saesneg.

Ar y sedd o flaen y dyn gwyn, mae’n fenyw gwyn oedrannus sy’n nodi: “Rydym ni yng Nghymru, ac mae hi’n siarad Cymraeg.”