Tag: East Midlands

Lock Down

Coming up to four years ago, the phrase ‘lockdown’ developed serious undertones of not being able to go outside without wearing a facemask; being restricted as to the number of people with whom one could meet; curtailing travel and certainly having to adopt a lifestyle most of us born in the post-World War years would never have dreamt of. But today fortunately, with some exceptions, that is now behind us and we can once again enjoy what our ancestors have built for us.

We have much to be proud of in the UK – and some to be ashamed of, but I won’t go into that now- but being the first country to develop a nationwide canal network, must be one of our finest achievements. At its most extensive, this stretched to 4,000 miles or 6,000kms from the beginnings in the 16th and 17th centuries when work began to canalise our waterway network to improve local and nationwide transportation systems. Work started in earnest during the industrial revolution. Whereas previously a horse and cart could carry around one or two tons of cargo on the deteriorating roads a horse drawn canal barge could carry up to 25 times that amount and the period from 1770 to 1830 was sometimes known as the Golden Age of canals with barges being used to transport raw materials and finished goods around the country more efficiently.

But, we know what happens – progress! And that gave way to a faster and more sophisticated rail network and heavy- duty road haulage especially in the 20th century. Fortunately, although some of the canals, most of which were built by manual labour alone, fell into disuse and disrepair, the end of the second world war saw a revival. The formation of the Inland Waterways Association by LTC Rolt and Robert Aickman revived interest in their use for leisure purposes and the restoration of some of the canals by a group of volunteers. Before too long, hiring or buying a narrowboat for a holiday in the slow lane became a very popular holiday activity as a way of exploring the countryside or even as a permanent way of life for some whom wished to opt out of the rat race.

And in recent years, it has been seen as some as the perfect form of social distancing where, with the help of technology, it is possible to work ‘remotely’ from home for some people running a business from their boats or as an ideal retreat also for artists and writers seeking creative inspiration away from daily distractions.

But, for those of us who have not yet taken to the waterways in order to write our first book, it is still possible to observe and enjoy all that the canals have to offer from walks along the footpaths along which the horses used to tow the boats (ie towpaths) to the nature of the surrounding countryside.

Another engineering feat was to design a way of moving down or uphill in the waterways which were built to correspond to the elevations of the surrounding environment. Locks were the answer where the boat entered a fixed chamber in which the water levels were raised or lowered through a system of opening and closing underwater ‘paddles’ and allowing the boats to proceed.

I am fortunate that my UK home base in the East Midlands is close to the Grand Union Canal, which stretches 147 miles (235km) from Paddington in West London to Gas Street in Birmingham passing through Northamptonshire and Leicestershire including an ‘arm’ into Market Harborough.

A popular tourist attraction is Foxton Locks with its flight of 10 locks from the ‘Top Lock’ where there’s also a cafe serving light refreshments to the Bridge 61 pub and Foxton locks Inn at the bottom with a wider range of food and drinks. Much needed by the boaters for whom it can take from 45-60 minutes to navigate the whole flight.

It’s only a 10 minute bus ride from Harborough to Foxton, but the winding route of the canal travels through 6 miles (10km) of the Leicestershire countryside making for a very pleasant stroll which I often do starting with a ‘bacon butty’ at the Top Lock and finishing at the Waterfront Restaurant at the Union Wharf in Market Harborough.

The Union Wharf in Market Harborough – nearly home!

While it can usually be a solitary walk there’s sometimes plenty of company along the way.

For the less energetic, standing and watching the hale and hearty navigate their vessels either up or down the flight, or visiting the canal side museum can also be an interesting day out and I try to do so when I have visitors who don’t fancy the walk. A young Japanese student friend who was visiting me recently was offered the chance to follow the locks down and ride the flight with a kindly couple aboard their houseboat the ‘Nightingale’  watched and encouraged by visitors from near and far who are collectively known as Gongoozlers.

As a ‘local’ I try to be more active and help the process opening or closing gates as required. And, as I’ve discovered on my return to the UK, so do an organised band of volunteers giving up their free time to work for the Canal and River Trust (https://canalrivertrust.org.uk/) either in the operation of the locks or in regularly cleaning and maintaining the canals themselves for our continuing pleasure and recreation. But, once again the politicians intervene and the Trust has been subject to recent Government spending cuts, and the debate over funding for the country’s transportation whether that will be for a high-speed rail network, expansion of an airport or better use of low emission vehicles will rage on into the next General Election and could even affect its outcome.

I’ll watch the politics from the sidelines – a true Gongoozler.

Never Too Far

Market Harborough

One month ago on 2 March 2.3.23 (I love these numbers!), I embarked on the next stage of my Albihon (best of England and Japan) life to divide my time more equally between the country of my birth and my host country for the last 15 years.

My previous work as a freelance coach in Tokyo saw a long pause during the Covid crisis, and during that pause I also reached the formal retirement age in Japan which diminished the prospect of securing new employment.  Also, as an Englishman in Japan, I am often asked about and expected to be an expert on my  home country, but not having lived there continuously for more than 12 years I felt I was losing touch. Having been confidently saying that “it doesn’t rain every day, nor do we eat fish and chips every day”, I was starting to wonder whether that was in fact true. So after discussions with family and friends in both countries, I decided to return to the UK for six months to re-establish residence.

Logistics in place, with arrangements made to ship boxloads of books back, those that my wife had been nagging me to ‘abandon’, and enough clothes for four seasons – in one day – see what I mean?, I left Tokyo for the 14.5 hour flight over the Arctic circle and 2.5 hour drive from London to my home in Market Harborough, Leicestershire in the English East Midlands.

 Not to be confused with Akihabara (Tokyo’s famous ‘Electric Town’), despite similar pronunciation, ‘Harborough’  is a small (population 25,000), historic market town on the border with Northamptonshire, the county of my birth. So this was also a return to my roots where I would be a lot closer to my blood family.

However, it’s also important to remain in close touch with my Japanese connections and this soon happened. My wife and I are keen cinema goers and a couple of weeks before my departure we went to see Avatar, The Way of Water, in the splendid Toho cinema in the Kabukicho entertainment district of Shinjuku. A multi-screen hi-tech building adorned on its roof by a model (at least I think it is!) of Godzilla, going to watch a 3-hour plus movie is a complete afternoon out. A sell-out showing to a mainly Japanese,  fully-masked, silent but appreciative audience left me in no doubt as to my location. Since I was last in the UK, Market Harborough Cinema located in the Market Harborough theatre, has  undergone a revamp with the latest Laser Projection technology which allows it to show films that are on general release across the country. Nevertheless this not for profit, independent community cinema with a pull-down screen over the small theatre stage in front of the 117 seat capacity  audience, most of whom knew and were chatting to each other as they arrived, is a complete contrast to the 13 screen, 2800 capacity, 3D IMAX Dolby Toho cinema in Shinjuku.

Giant Godzilla Statue Atop Toho Cinema in the Shinjuku Kabukicho District of Tokyo, Japan

My first film was ‘Living’, starring award-nominated Bill Nighy, which I soon learned was based on ’Ikiru’ by Japanese film director Kurosawa, with Kazuo Ishiguro (https://jeremyjlhill.com/2023/02/09/noble-efforts/) enjoying writing credits as well. So, despite the approximate 10,000 km physical between the two cinemas I was re-assured that I would never be too far from the other half of my new 50-50 lifestyle.

I had this re-confirmed the following day wandering around the stalls in Market Harborough’s old market square.

Certainly not for the purists, but it did bring me just that bit closer to my other home