Along the Watling Street Road. The old Roman road has changed over time and this section of the web site celebrates a lost scene as it passed through North Warwickshire with the villages either side into the borderlands of Leicestershire. Where rails crossed the roadway and old towns, villages, mansions, pubs and farms once stood. We travel from south to north along the famous road.
Rails across the Watling Street - Willey Crossing
Willey Crossing just before dismantlement of the line. The track has been disconnected at the crossing but will be reinstated to allow demolition of the branch. 27th May 1964. The line had been closed three years when Geoff Edmands climbed the signal to take this view. The A5 Watling Street roadway can be seen. The crossing keeper's house looks to be in good condition and habited but will eventually be swept away when the Watling Street is widened some years later.
The Lindley Hall Estate
A 19th century view. The road going into the distance is the old road leading to Burton on Trent and Derby (now A444). This road as it led out of Nuneaton was called Derby Lane as it left the town centre but is a long way to walk! The Red Gate did a brisk trade in the 19th century in slaking the thirst of thousands of our great unwashed ancestors who congregated here to see great pugilist battles. Being on the boundary if the local constable turned up from Nuneaton to dissipate the crowds (pugilism had been outlawed by then which attracted the crowds more) and the bare knuckle fighters and the crowds could step over the county boundary where the Nuneaton constable's authority did not stretch, and carry on enjoying themselves. One can imagine on such occasions the Red Gate running out of ale. I have heard reports at the dead of night that a ghostly apparition in the form of a coach speeding across the A444 junction here without reference to the Watling Street and any potential traffic. One cannot help but think that the coach contains Queen Adelaide forever locked in her trajectory between Warwick Castle, the Curzon family at Gopsall Hall and the Earl of Denbigh's estate at Monks Kirby. Maybe the pub has a ghostly visitor to their bathroom on such occasions.