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The Ruin, Bingley, West Yorkshire

‘The fast lock’d tower where ivy loves to creep,
Seems like the remains of some old Castle Keep’

So wrote the little-known Yorkshire poet Robert Carrick Wildon, in contemplative mood, at The Ruin in around 1850. His poem ‘Lines suggested while sitting at the Ruins’ was recently discovered and you can read it all here http://www.friendsofstives.org.uk/history/the_ruins.php

The Ruin, as it is called on the earliest OS maps, was built by Benjamin Ferrand and is inscribed with his initials and the year 1796. Also known as Ferrand’s Folly, or Harden Grange Folly, there is no explanation for why it later became known as St David’s Ruin. 

The Ferrand family had two properties: St Ives, a house below Harden, and Harden Grange, an estate higher up across the valley, although confusingly they exchanged names in the middle of the 19th century. The Ruin was built as an eye-catcher on an outcrop of rock high up above the valley of the Harden Beck. The folly is now engulfed in woodland; but whilst it has lost its role as a distant object it is now very romantically situated in a small glade amongst pines.

Old photos show the top of the tower with a rough sham-ruined finish http://www.cottingleyconnect.org.uk/folly.shtml and that is how it still looked in c.1950 when it was sketched by Barbara Jones for her book Follies and Grottoes. The top was rebuilt for safety reasons soon after her visit, as shown in the photo’ above. Thanks to Neil Jennings Fine Art for this image of her original sketch.

For many years it was strictly private but the good news is that a permissive footpath now allows access, and the steep climb up through pine woods is well worth the effort.

The ruin is one of a group of three very similar folly structures across Britain, the others being Mow Cop in Cheshire and Old John in Bradgate Park in Leicestershire.

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2 thoughts on “The Ruin, Bingley, West Yorkshire”

  1. Gwyn says:

    Ah, the love of the C18 for the iambic pentameter:
    The English Garden owes a lot to Rome
    Italian sunshine knows no sweeter home
    The Grotto shelters from the burning sun
    Through northern climes the cooling waters run
    The distant prospect shows a rocky crag
    In former times they’d simply plant a flag
    But now a ruin, sham or counterfeit
    Improves the mount, and stands on top of it
    The ancient lineage of the worthy lords
    Stems more from pattern books than war-like swords
    And then a Meulenkamp or Headley comes
    Dissects their motives, and declares them bums.

    1. Editor says:

      Your lovely rhyme has made my day more jolly
      Thanks for sharing in my world of folly.

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