One of my favourite stories of all time is M John Harrison's "A Young Man's Journey to Viriconium" (there also exists a version of it called "A Young Man's Journey to London") in which a couple of elderly men have devoted (wasted?) their entire lives to the hunt for a portal to the fantasy city of Viriconium (or London), which they are told is through a mirror in the toilet at the back of a bookshop cafe, somewhere in West Yorkshire.
I wonder if that ‘West Yorkshire somewhere’ is Hebden Bridge? Seems like the right sort of place for a portal in a bookshop. I’m off to look up that story...
Fabulous!
One of my favourite stories of all time is M John Harrison's "A Young Man's Journey to Viriconium" (there also exists a version of it called "A Young Man's Journey to London") in which a couple of elderly men have devoted (wasted?) their entire lives to the hunt for a portal to the fantasy city of Viriconium (or London), which they are told is through a mirror in the toilet at the back of a bookshop cafe, somewhere in West Yorkshire.
I wonder if that ‘West Yorkshire somewhere’ is Hebden Bridge? Seems like the right sort of place for a portal in a bookshop. I’m off to look up that story...
No, ISTR it's Huddersfield. The story was written way before Hebden Bridge🙂↕️ became Hebden Bridge 😂
*Add Huddersfield* to list of places to visit 😂
I love Huddersfield, it seems to produce more than its fair share of poets.
Also, as you're into walking and writing, you absolutely must check out the work of my friend Kevin the Huddersfield postman ☺️
https://kevinboniface.co.uk/home
Thank you for this inspiration. There's so much mystery around us, if only we look carefully.
Glad you enjoyed it, Caroline! I agree – there’s always something interesting to be found if we look at things the right way.
Love this!
Thanks Lisa. Stay safe out there!
Thanks for sharing! I wonder what went on in that mysterious house!