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Wold Newton

…the Beauty & the Pain

What started out as a beautiful sunny Saturday trip to the Yorkshire Coast via the picturesque Scenic Route soon had a sting in its tail. As with most of our trips out over the last few years, they always involve us stopping off at some quaint place we usually just drive on through to explore its hidden beauty with ‘Trusty’ the camera, today’s place was Wold Newton, a small Yorkshire Wolds village and civil parish in the East Riding of Yorkshire with a tiny population of circa 337.

As you turn the bend in the village your welcomed by the quintessential English village pond full of ducks and geese and lovely duck hut in the middle, including a wooden arched footbridge leading to the most well-kept ‘English’ red phone box I’ve seen in years. We parked up and ventured into the village, which didn’t have a soul in sight, our first call was the parish church of All Saints an 11th century Grade II* listed building, although a small church, it was no less in beauty, as with most of these village church’s it was unlocked and empty, so we paid our respects and sighed the visitors book, plus I took a few snaps of the magical stained windows in the summer sun.

Next stop was the village pond, where a lone boy was feeding a full loaf of bread to the ducks, we slowly walked aground taking pictures and admiring the view, it was while we was there that Paula felt as small bite on her foot, thinking nothing of it we carried on. Our next stop was to find the Wold Newton Meteorite Monument, erected to honour the largest meteorite observed to fall in Britain, which fell near to Wold Cottage farm in 1795, sadly we couldn’t find it, which was good for Paula has her foot had started to itch.

We arrived at Humanby first and enjoyed Fish & Chips from our favourite east coast chippy ‘The Captains Table’ we even watched a lovely wedding party depart from the village church with the bride and groom going off in shiny 1957 Chryslers New Yorker. Our next stop was Hunmanby Gap to enjoy the scenic views across Filey bay, and a few hours on the beach, which allowed Wifey to sooth her foot in the cooling North Sea, evening soon came and homeward bound to Leeds beckoned.

Once home we noticed a few tiny bite marks on her foot, but what evolved over the next few days after visiting the doctors a few times and eventually getting sent to the A&E and quickly admitted to the hospital ward was nothing short of shocking, it turns out the tiny bite turned into Cellulitus (Blood Poisoning) with other complications including heart palpitations. Thankfully after 3 days on an intravenous drip of strong antibiotics and lots of other meds, she finally came round around and started to fight back against back against such an evil venomous insect bite.

Cellulitus Blood Poisoning
Cellulitus Blood Poisoning

Thankfully she’s was soon on the mend and looking forward to some R&R in the Spanish sun and sea to help the healing process, only to bitten again by a mosquito on the leg which started to swell, luckily a friends tip from Mexico of rubbing it with a raw garlic glove helped it heal very quickly…phew!!

…Beauty & the Pain

Filey’s Fisherman Friend

Filey Sculpture 2012
As a treat on my birthday we travelled to the picturesque ‘and’ unspoilt seaside town of Filey on Yorkshire’s East coast. It was a trip accompanied by my lovely wife, two gorgeous daughters (The Girlies) and the dog, for a long walk along its golden beach.

I’ve been visiting Filey since I was little boy, so I know it like the ‘back of my hand’ but this day there was a welcome surprise by artist, fabricator and sculptor Ray Lonsdale in the order of a stunning 12ft high steel ‘Core10’ sculpture called A High Tide in Short Wellies, depicting a tall fisherman. The installation is sat on the edge of Filey Brigg looking out to sea, as if he’s a twisted piece of steel sticking out of the alluvial sands eroded by time.

twisted Steel

Filey Sculpture
Ray seems to have expertly used the steel to imitate the textures of the fisherman’s clothing, from his woollen hat down to his huge Wellington boots. The fisherman also proudly clasps a fishing rod which stands higher than the figure himself. His bearded face is beautifully made up from lots of vertical stacked cut steel plates. All of this detail is truly exquisite, right down to the Cod folded in newspaper at his feet with a tenacious rat trying to steal his prized catch.

I can imagine the eminence of this piece been lost in the hustle-and-bustle of places like Whitby & Scarborough, but in the solitude of Filey Brigg it seems to elevate the prominence of this twelve-foot bloke has he gazes out over the Bay.

The whole piece is supposed to be a metaphor for the deterioration of the fishing stocks, and on the base of this sculpture sits a plaque with a poignant poem about The Decline of British Sea Power.


That’s it for me, I’ll see you later.

Gonna wrap this catch in protective paper,

Gonna face the sea with a thousand mile stare

And wish that I was floating there

In it’s summertime.

Down on the pier I saw a man with a board

It read ‘the end is near, accept your lord’

Then underneath this some fisherman wrote.

‘I can see the end from the back of my boat’

This is wintertime.

So sat with a perfect Bakers milky coffee (Best Coffee in the World in my honest opinion) I admired this gargantuan Core10 fisherman as the sun went down behind him on this warm sunny winter Birthday of mine.

Filey Sculpture

The sculpture is currently on loan to Filey for the next few months, unless a willing buyer can make it a permanent installation. Judging by the crowds he was drawing in, it would make great visitor attraction for the Summer of 2012.

UPDATE 12/1/2012

Great news, Filey’s Fisherman Friend is here to stay! Thanks to philanthropic pensioner Maureen Robinson for pledging to buy the man of steel sculpture for the town – her second major investment in public art in a matter of weeks.

Maureen said

“Having acquired Ray Lonsdale’s remarkable sculpture of ‘Freddie Gilroy’ as a tourist attraction for Scarborough, it seemed fitting to have the ‘fisherman’ for the fishing resort of Filey. I’ve had a lifelong passion for natural history, especially marine biology.  Countless hours have been spent at Scarborough, Filey Brigg and other rocky shores at low tide (in short wellies!) seeking fauna and algae. What finer sculpture for Filey, than ‘A High Tide in Short Wellies’.

Michael and I love life’s simple pleasures. Having written more than 2,000 features related to wildlife for the Scarborough Evening News, I’ve also devised 970 walks within a 25 mile radius of Scarborough. Michael and our dog have accompanied me on every occasion.

Filey has featured in many of our pursuits, including circular walks in the gorgeous gardens at Filey Dams and County Park, bird watching, and visiting the town’s most interesting and comprehensive museum.

 When you’ve achieved three score years and ten, I feel its time to give something back to the local community. We have no family, therefore a sculpture project for future generations and visitors from far and wide to enjoy, seemed a dream come true.

I wish to donate the sculpture to the people of Filey, and to dedicate it to my dear husband Michael, to celebrate his 76th birthday (9 February 2012).”

Official announcement by Scarborough Borough Council