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Monday, November 24, 2008

Monday, November 24, 2008 11:39 am by M. in , , , ,    No comments
Not exactly, but almost. Today in The Telegraph:
(Picture: Manor Farm in Halton Gill. Source)
It would seem an opportune moment to put Manor Farm in the Yorkshire Dales on the market. With the cast of ITV’s adaptation of Emily Brontë’s Wuthering Heights posturing around the croft behind, the new owners will enjoy a glimpse of their new home on television when the two-part drama appears on our screens in the new year. Tom Hardy, who has appeared in numerous period dramas, plays Heathcliff alongside newcomer Charlotte Riley as Cathy.
But the drama apart, ties to the soil run deep, so selling a manor house with a working farm that has been in the same family for more than 400 years could have ancestors turning in their graves. “It’s sad but has to be the way forward,” says the vendor, Bobby Bell, 57, a direct descendant of Christopher Dawson, who built the farm’s Grade II house in 164. (...)
The manor house, which is for sale for £495,000 through Knight Frank (01423 530088), is in the hamlet of Halton Gill, where the road ends and becomes an ancient packhorse track across the moors. (...)
Although miles distant from traditional “Brontë Country” around Haworth in West Yorkshire, its setting clearly satisfied the television location scouts. With a backdrop of 208 acres of hill land, from which you can see the peaks of Ingleborough, Pen-y-Ghent and Whernside, in summer it overlooks a sea of blue and white flower meadows spread over 146 acres on both banks of the River Skirfare, a stream alive with wily brown trout. (Jonny Beardsall)
The Edinburgh Journal has a very Brontëish description of Glasgow Prestwick Airport:
The only other Scottish airport serving anything near the same number of destinations as Edinburgh is Glasgow Prestwick. Set atop the cliffs facing the Atlantic just outside Ayr, Prestwick Airport enjoys the windswept, savage remoteness of an Emily Brontë bodice-ripper; but even a trip to the moors of Haworth wouldn’t ask travellers to get off at Glasgow Queen Street, walk the length of Buchanan Street and catch a connection at Glasgow Central. (Paris Gourtsoyannis)
Margaret Atwood in The Telegraph talks about the literary magazine The Paris Review in the fifties and slips a Brontë reference:
Paradoxically, it was also a time when serious writing held a larger chunk of the stage, and when - thanks to the paperback - such writing was widely available to the general reading public: you could buy Faulkner and Steinbeck and Salinger and even classics such as Wuthering Heights in the corner drugstore, often with lurid covers featuring girls who looked like Jane Russell bursting out of their ill-buttoned blouses.
Joyce Carol Oates is a well known Brontëite. In this interview and profile in the San Diego Union-Tribune we can read:
She went to a one-room schoolhouse in her early years, did work around the farm and read widely as a teenager. Faulkner, Dostoevski, Hemingway and the Brontes were early favorites. (Robert L. Pincus)
Finally Notes from the Handbasket posts about Jane Eyre and Coração de Musgo posts about Wuthering Heights in Portuguese.

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