When I started this blog some three years
ago, we also set up a website involving a collaborative approach to ‘Mapping the Local Landscape, Literature,
People and History’. We started off in this vein, with a vaguely
psychogeographical approach, looking at springs, streams, rivers and their
impact upon our Five Valley social history. We were searching for Stroud’s
genius loci.
Re-imagining
the landscape’s mapping,
Envisioning
an old-new cartography:
Erasing
the blue of the motorways,
The red
and yellow of roads and thoroughfares,
The lines
of footpaths, byways, bridleways,
All those
pale blue significations
Which
denote tourist amenities,
Ignoring
those black lines of railway tracks,
Cuttings,
embankments, viaducts, tunnels,
The red
squares and circles of railway stations,
Along the
so-called permanent way,
Bus
stations, power lines and pylons,
Radio
masts, television masts,
Churches,
chimneys, towns, boundary lines,
An
alphabet of abbreviation,
And even
symbols of antiquity
Are all
immaterial to our search
For thin
blue lines issuing from nowhere,
Where
William Blake sees the universe,
In
tumbling drops of iridescent water.
What
euphony is there in the vowels and the consonants
Which
mark our landscape with their litany.
What
secrets of etymology and topography are revealed
When we
tramp the land rather than drive the road,
When we
disconnect the sat-nav and navigate
By the
tracks that connect our ancient springs?
Cherington
Springs, Seven Springs, Toadsmoor Brook,
Blanche’s
Bank, Baker’s Pool, Frogmarsh Lane,
Snakeshole,
Puckshole, Derryhay,
Tankard’s
Spring, Dimmel’s Dale, Hell Corner,
Be-Thankful
Fountain, The Combs, Severn Waters,
Well
Hill Spring, Bubblewell, Troublewell,
The
Bubbler, the Blackgutter, Spriggs Well,
Springfield,
Springhill, Bulls Bank Common,
Sweetwater
Spring, Stanfields Spring, Millbottom,
St.
Tabatha’s Well, Cud Well, Gainey’s Well,
Then
Verney Spring and Ram Pitch Spring,
Farmhill
Well, Double Spout and Turner’s Spring.
Every
name a history, every spring a name:
Reclaim
the names and etch them on your maps,
Keep the
traces of the past as lapidary reminders,
Of
otherwise forgotten traces of sense.
Underneath
the Pavements, the Beach!
This approach has led to an eclectic gathering of
writing in this blog, which is quite the idea, but I thought this a good moment
to refer back to our initial focus as a group of walkers, writers and musers: walking
rivers from their spring sources to their confluences. We have walked the Slad
Brook as part of the Laurie Lee Festival; walked the Frome from Climperwell
Springs to the Severn and I have just walked the Painswick Stream from Many
Well Springs to the Stroudwater Canal.
There are records of these walks scattered through the
blog, and it is a pastime that I heartily recommend. There is a thrill in discovering
these spring sources: and a map, together with Jennifer Tann’s ‘Wool and Water’, will enable you to
locate the sites of past, forgotten cloth mills. There is a consequently
satisfying fusion of natural and radical history, as you walk, talk and
re-imagine.
We intend to walk more of these streams, brooks and
tributaries in a desultory fashion over the coming months. This rural approach
will be counter-balanced by postings on urban Stroud, with the presentation of
an alternative heritage trail for the town.
But for the nonce, here is a record of walking the
Painswick Stream from source at Many Well Springs to its confluence with the
Stroudwater. I caught the ‘bus to Cranham Corner and then made my way along
Buckholt Road, and so into the woods on the spring-search. I then walked to
Painswick , to Brookhouse Mill, taking
about three hours or so and thence back to Stroud on the bus.
Notes:
1. Buckholt
Road used to be called Sanatorium Road – I have a recollection that George
Orwell was there for a time.
2. Many
Well Springs is named Emmanuel Springs on the 1887 OS map.
3. The
dependable springs and limestone riverbed meant the stream powered 30 odd mills
and it was nicknamed ‘the never failing stream’.
4. Gustav
Holst put In the Bleak Midwinter to music after walking in the woods, before
returning to the Black Horse.
5. Look
for Woodside Farm, Cranham Mill, Mill Lane, Tocknells Court, Damsells Mill and
Brookhouse Mill.
6. The
next day took me back to Painswick and down to the stream at Brookhouse Mill
(after a detour to the Quaker Meeting House and the 17th century
burial ground at Dell Farm).
7. Look
for Painswick Mill, King’s Mill, Skinner’s Mill Farm and Sheephouse.
8. The
valley gets a bit A46 noisy, so I made my way from Sheephouse to Wick Street,
and walked into town with beautiful views opening up all around Stroud.
9. Then
descend to Stratford Park (and think about the name ‘Salmon Springs’), and pick
up the stream again; follow it past Tescos, over the Cainscross Road at the
bridge and thence to the canal.
10. Jennifer Tann’s book lists all the
names and grid references of the vanished mills – my favourite being Zacharia
Powell’s Mill, SO 874099:
‘This was a small mill driven by
the waters of a spring which enters the Painswick stream … owned and occupied
by Zacharia Powell in the early 1820s … for auction in 1837 … reputed to have
been demolished in the 1860s.’
It’s an invaluable book.