Bluebells and Bleary Eyes
Barnard Castle. For many years of my life, the name was synonymous with some of the top British swimmers of the 80s but never took up more than a fleeting thought. Last year whilst on holiday, we found ourselves passing through it several times and upon seeing the name on the road sign on the first occasion, I became quite excited as I “knew” it as swimming memories came flooding back in the same way that a piece of music can trigger long forgotten times. Barnard Castle itself turned out to be quite picturesque; a small market town nestled in the shadow of an imposingRead More →