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The park, on the north side of London Road at the junction with Rectory Road, used to be known as Beckney Mead.

The park, on the north side of London Road at the junction with Rectory Road, used to be known as Beckney Mead.

It would be a few years on before electric street-trams would link Headingley with Leeds city centre.

Boar Lane bissects Briggate and runs along the southern edge of the commercial heart of the city between Kirkgate and Park Row.

A fine gent with a stick strolls toward Hepworths and a range of other sober shopfronts. Cars are few, and all rather dark.

A view of O'Connell Street looking north with O'Connell Bridge over the River Liffey in the foreground.

The park is the largest urban park in Europe, five times the size of London's Hyde Park.

Mechanization might well have reached market traders, but down on the farm things were different. Here a sled is being put to good use during haymaking near Hawes.

Swans have long been a feature of the park, including appearances, as here in the Thirties and also after the Second World War, of a black swan.

The statue commemorates the landing of William of Orange in 1688: it was less than a year old when this photograph was taken. It is the only statue in the country to have an inscription in Dutch.

The shingle beach here is showing the beginnings of a tourist industry, but in the late 19th century fishing was still important.

With the grand façade of the newly-constructed Royal Hotel in the background, replacing the simpler building which had been demolished in 1981, the ever-popular and long suffering Weymouth donkeys prepare

Glengarriff was a favourite tourist spot from the mid-nineteenth century when visited by Edward VII as Prince of Wales.

This old inn, just over the river from London Bridge, was called by Stow 'one of the fair inns' of Southwark.

Hastings emerged as a seaside resort in the early 19th century, and expanded rapidly from its kernel of a fishing port and town.

The ancient market town of Knaresborough clings to the limestone bluff of a gorge carved by the River Nidd, and is famous for several things: the oldest woollen mill in England, Mother Shipton, a 15th-century

Broadgate was always the hub around which Coventry revolved, and Hertford Street was once one of the main streets running into it, though it was constructed only in 1912.

In the 16th century John Leland described King's Norton as 'a pretty uplandish town in Worcs ... good plenty of wood and pasture ...' The woods and pasture have gone, but some greenery remains.

In the 1920s, when the Lickeys were at the height of their popularity, several tea rooms were in business, and this one was still going strong in the 1950s.

Disturbed water at the cliff base indicates the power and force of the seas as they surge into the bay and crash against the beach.

This was built as a chantry chapel to All Saints, which was in the Saxon part of the town, well away from the newer area. Farmers gather at the corner to mull over the issues of the day.

One of the largest surviving 16th-century houses in the county, this magnificent house was owned by the de la Bere family until around 1831.

The end of our coastal journey brings us to one of the finest churches in Devon. St Michael's is a delight.

A few ruined walls in the estuary mark the site of Fort Charles, which was garrisoned by the royalist army for four months in 1646 during the English Civil War.