It’s restored, revived and sparkling with new purposeWhat’s going for it? November 2009. Say no more. A formative experience for Cockermouth. The town is at the confluence of the rivers Cocker and Derwent (I’ve always wanted to sound like a geography teacher), under the great dome of Lake District mountains, which, while terribly useful in the Industrial Revolution for powering those weaving machines, is a tad dangerous in the era of climate change. Combined with the sodden prevailing wind, it’s like living under a drainpipe. But they’re made of sturdy stuff in Cockers, and have dried themselves off and found new reserves of chutzpah. Restored, revived, repainted, replastered (I’ll spare you rebaptised), the pretty medieval-cum-Georgian town sparkles with new purpose. It even sells tea towels commemorating the floods. The Market Place is restored, Jennings Brewery alive and well (that was a close one), the Kirkgate centre, with its twice-monthly cinema club, in good form, and it’s independent shops a go-go. The perfect town. Were it not for…The case against Do I need to spell it out? A few scars from the flooding remain; insurance premiums have been hit. Spare them jokes about the name: they’ve heard them all before. Continue reading…
Source : theguardian.com
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