I FEEL MYSELF RELAXING. It can't just be the transition from coal measures to millstone grit that makes me feel I can breathe more easily. As we drive up the hill towards Emley we leave Wakefield Metropolitan District and enter Kirklees. Housing developments and motorway business parks are left behind; the brick of our suburban fringe gives way to gritstone farms and walls; hedged-in arable gives way to stone-walled pastures.
Back in hill country, even on this brief visit, I get an impression that there must be an alternative to the familiar rush of my day to day life.
village of Stocksmoor near Huddersfield, which we're visiting, still has its
own station. At Horbury Bridge we lost our station 40 years ago. Although in
the past 20 years they've built more new houses at Horbury Bridge than Stocksmoor
they'll ever re-open our station. I can't help thinking that some things would
be better if there was a boundary change and Kirklees annexed our outlying
corner of Wakefield