The Story of William Gibson Clarke

February 1, 2016 9:46 am / Literature / 4 comments

Penrith’s Castle Park is two things. It’s the ruins of the town’s old castle, all thick red sandstone walls and big ditches. And it’s a largely untouched Victorian or Edwardian town park. It has a bandstand, a memorial gate with plaques listing the dead of the two world wars of the Twentieth Century, and an earlier Boer War memorial known locally as the Black Angel. It has plenty of flowerbeds, meandering parks, a bowling green and some rather curly wooden slat benches. The kind you remember, but haven’t seen for years. On one of the green-painted benches I found a […]