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The bustling town of Huddersfield, like so many other Pennine towns, was founded on the wealth won from the 19th-century explosion in the worsted and woollen industries.

The balustraded enclosure on the traffic island surrounds steps leading down to The Island Club and the Parade Gardens, formerly known as St James's Triangle.

This beautiful Tudor mansion was built at the end of the reign of Henry VIII by the successful lawyer Sir John Hynde, partly from materials salvaged when they pulled down the church of St Etheldreda in

It is dominated by its cobbled Market Square, which leads down to the castle, home to the Ingilby family for more than 600 years.

The last bottle kiln to be used commercially closed down in 1967.

The last mill burned down in 1905, though at one point there had been two mills here - one paper, one wheat. Coal, timber, lime and dung were the other major cargoes passing through.

Bramber was once the main town of one of the Sussex Rapes, or Anglo-Saxon administrative areas, and the seat of William de Braose's Norman castle guarding the Adur gap through the Downs.

As we look south down High Street we can see that many of the buildings survive today, including the dormered building on the far left.

On race days this intersection was crowded with pedestrians and traffic making their way to the racecourse on Epsom Downs.

This picture looks down the village of Wales towards Kiveton Park, both pit villages which boomed from 1867 during the heyday of the South Yorkshire coalfield.

From the work-yard of George Dixon, builder and mason, we look down on a surviving Penrith institution, Brunswick Road Junior School.

The Bute Arms (further down the street on the left) gets its name from the Marquises of Bute, great landowners in South Wales and important nationally.

Pier Hill leads down to the sea front esplanade, with the Palace Hotel on the left.

Though it now looks like a typical early 20th- century roadhouse, the Prince of Wales has much older origins: the earlier thatched hostelry was burnt down in 1930.

The former post office is now called Journey's End, taking its name from the best known work of the playwright Robert Cedric Sherriff (1896-1975); he retired here to Downhouse Farm below Eype Down (background

The tower of the church of St Peter was rebuilt in the 18th century after the previous one fell down.

The cottages down Abbey Street to the left of the memorial have gone, and the United Counties Bus Company now have a garage there.

Compared to the new road bridge (left) the railway bridge on the right seems so clumsy – its foundations had to be built under the water, and go down some 45 feet below the low-water mark

The lane down to Skinningrove village runs off at the bottom left-hand corner. On the skyline we can just see the overhead tramway carrying buckets of ironstone from one of the mines.

Down below at the foot of the hill, the wind blowing off the summit on a cold day can make the village of Clee seem bleak.

Farther down the A330 is Stud Green, a hamlet of Holyport. Its character is now largely suburban, following much rebuilding. This view looks west.

The Late 19th to the Early 20th Century Forget six counties overhung with smoke Forget the snorting steam and piston stroke, Forget the spreading of the hideous town; Think rather of the pack-horse on

In 1905 it became the duty of the hotel boots boy to pull and tie down a cord which silenced the quarterjacks during the hours of darkness.

A century after his visit, the town had been transformed from a quiet village to a vibrant centre for the textile industry.