Elfrieda Warren sent me some photos of the old Hunstanworth School. She also sent me a poem written by Hilda Everitt for the day the school closed down in 1974. The school’s teacher at the time was Bronwen Winskill.

What names.

Hilda’s granddaughter Ruby lives in the village today but goes to school elsewhere. She reads the poem here.

We stayed in Hunstanworth for five days. We took long walks to Blanchland and the surrounding hills and forests.

The roofs in the village have the most beautiful tiled designs in them. The landscape lifts you. This might be the prettiest of the Thankful Villages.

The old school house is there and still has the Devil’s Stride in its driveway. The Devil’s Stride is a huge pole, which would have ropes hanging from it. The children would run with the ropes then swing into the air.