A sad story about two German au pair girls on a walking holiday in the Lake District, and the search for an elusive oak cross below the crags of Dale Head in Gatesgarth Dale.
For the last six months or so, my ‘Lakeland Routes’ journey has taken a new path. Researching local history stories has become a passionate, although at times obsessive, sidestep from the walking routes. Although I have kept my interest limited to the Borrowdale area, I did have four stories near completion before researching this one. Chatting with local people has certainly been the highlight of this new adventure, and some have even become friends. My wife, Jaclyn, has followed me all the way; well, she did allow me to blabber away each time I returned home. If four stories wasn’t enough to be going on with, Jaclyn mentioned that she once found a cross when she was much younger. “On the Buttermere side of Honister Pass” she said. Well, maybe a break from researching in Borrowdale would do me good?
The following chapters are:
1. A day trip to the Lakes
2. Maria Antonie Löchle and Gudrun Strobel
3. Incident and inquest reports
4. First search for the cross 14/12/18
5. Second search for the cross 01/01/19
6. Knocking on doors
7. Roger Wright
A day trip to the Lakes
“When I was a child, we spent many holidays and day trips in the Lake District. On one particular day, on the 16th June 1990, we had travelled up from our home town of Bolton for a day out. I was only 9 years old, but I remember very clearly that we drove over Honister Pass and parked in a small layby next to a river. My dad started to prepare for our lunch, which included a large stove, pans, kettle and a makeshift kitchen in the boot of the car. Myself, however, wanted to go exploring to avoid any domestic duties.”
Can you spot Jaclyn walking up towards Buckstone Hows?
On the back of the photo her father wrote:
“Being a very adventurous child I started to walk up towards some crags, and I remember my dad saying: “Just make sure you stay within sight of the car so we can see you!” I wanted to see how far I could get before lunch was ready. I remember climbing up a steep grassy slope and then over many boulders, before reaching the base of the crags. While there I noticed a large wooden cross stuck in the ground. Being the age I was, I didn’t think too much about it at the time, but I do remember telling my parents what I had found.
Over the years I had forgotten about finding the cross, but recently Richard started researching memorials in the area, and the memories of that day came flooding back. I mentioned to Richard about the cross, but he initially thought I was getting mixed up with the more well known Fanny Mercer’s cross on Fleetwith Pike. I showed him the photo that my dad had taken on that day, and where I had walked towards the crags. This aroused his curiosity, lol.”
After Jaclyn showed me the photo of her walking up towards the crags below Dale Head, it became clear that the cross she had found wasn’t the Fanny Mercer one, and certainly one I hadn’t heard of. With this in mind, I just had to do some research to find out the background to this cross.
Maria Antonie Löchle and Gudrun Strobel
The following information is based on newspaper articles and local knowledge.
22 years old, Maria Antonie Löchle (Toni), from the town of Memmingen in Swabia, Bavaria, Germany, had been living as an au pair for nine months with the family of company director Mr. Frank Blakeley, of Greenacres, Heywood, Lancashire. Gudrun Strobel, aged 18, and from the town of Backnang in Germany, also worked as an au pair and was living at St. Paul’s Vicarage, Belgrave Road, Oldham, Lancashire.
The ridge of Catbells over Derwent Water, from Crow Park, Keswick
Both girls came to the Lake District on Sunday 7th April 1963 to start a walking holiday, and were staying at a hotel on The Heads in Keswick. They left Keswick about 11:30am on Tuesday 9th April and intended to walk to the village of Buttermere, via the popular ridge of Catbells, Maiden Moor and High Spy, and then over Dale Head, Hindscarth Edge and Robinson.
Looking back towards Maiden Moor and High Spy from the ascent of Dale Head
Having already walked approximately seven and half miles and 3500 feet of ascent by the time they reached Dalehead Tarn, the steep ascent of Dale Head’s eastern face was yet to come for Toni and Gudrun.
Robinson and Hindscarth Edge from the summit of Dale Head
Toni and Gudrun reached the summit of Dale Head. Their planned route was to “follow the track to Buttermere marked on the map”, which included Hindscarth Edge, Robinson and High Snockrigg, before dropping down to the village of Buttermere.
The western fells from the summit of Dale Head
After leaving the summit a decision was made to take a “short cut” down to the valley of Gatesgarth Dale. Gudrun said later that they saw the “so beautiful valley” of Buttermere ahead, and when they saw the river and the road in the valley below Dale Head, they started to go down the mountain.
Looking across to Robinson and Hindscarth Edge from the descent to Buckstone Hows
It’s not clear why Toni and Gudrun made the decision to take a short cut; maybe they underestimated the walk and both became tired?, or the daylight hours were fading?; after all, the girls didn’t leave Keswick till around 11:30am. Whatever the reason, leaving the tops was probably a sensible decision, but sadly the route they had taken certainly wasn’t.
Map showing the route that Toni and Gudrun had taken
Buckstone Hows is a combination of two mounds and two crags; “Hows” meaning mounds or hillocks. A long grassy ridge leads down to the ‘higher mound’ from the summit of Dale Head, and a gully on each side separates Buckstone Hows from the Yew Crag escarpment and the crags below Hindscarth Edge.
Approaching the ‘higher mound’ and the “so beautiful valley” of Buttermere beyond
You can see in the picture above that the grassy ridge gives the impression of a route down into the valley, but the ‘higher mound’ hides the dangers beyond. It is not known what the visibility was on the day; we know Gudrun could see the “so beautiful valley” of Buttermere from Dale Head, but low clouds can come and go so quickly here in the Lake District. Looking at the weather archives for 1963, good weather was recorded on the 7th and 8th April, however, Tuesday 9th was dull and wet as a complex system of low pressure moved northwards over the country. While heavy rain was recorded mainly in the south and north Wales, snow or sleet fell in northern England and Scotland.
The “river and the road” in Gatesgarth Dale from the ‘higher mound’
From the edge of the ‘higher mound’, you can just see the tip of the ‘lower mound’ down the slope. Between these two mounds (not clear in the picture), a tricky scramble down a crag of rock and heather awaits the girls.
Buttermere and Gatesgarth Dale from above the north gully
Just to the north of the ‘higher mound’, a narrow gully, even though a little tricky, provides a route down to the valley below. Sadly, Toni and Gudrun were unaware of this escape route to safety, so fading light or weather may have been a factor.
Fleetwith Pike and Gatesgarth Dale from above the south gully
To the south of the ‘higher mound’, a long narrow branch gully leads to a deep ravine. This is a very dangerous route to the valley below.
Looking back towards the ‘higher crag’ from the ‘lower mound’
The picture above shows how narrow the whole ridge has become, with the two gullies flanking each side. The girls had managed to scramble down the ‘higher crag’ of Buckstone Hows; I have experience in scrambling the crags of Lakeland, but I must admit I wouldn’t like to come down there….go up, yes, but not down; it must have been terrifying for Toni and Gudrun.
Gatesgarth Dale from the ‘lower mound’
From the top of the ‘lower mound’, a few heathery terraces give the false promise of a safe route down, but sadly they lead to the edge of a dangerous 80 metre drop down a vertical crag of rock and heather. Beyond that, scree slopes lead down to the road and Gatesgarthdale Beck at the base of the valley. Either darkness or mist surely had been a factor at this point, because it is very unlikely that the girls would’ve chosen to go on if they could see further ahead. “It got steeper and we could not see a long way down,” Gudrun said.
Jaclyn and I sat here for a while, reliving their steps and realising that bad luck also played a part in this tragic event. Only a few yards to the right of the ‘lower mound’, just like on the ‘higher mound’, a small gully provides a safer route down to the screes below.
The ‘lower crag’ of Buckstone Hows from the scree slopes
Toni and Gudrun started their scramble down the steep crag, only to find themselves at a point of no return: “It got very difficult and we could not get up or down very easily” said Gudrun. “Toni went first and I was smaller and could not reach the steps so easily.” Suddenly Toni slipped and fell down the crag: “Toni gave a cry and I heard her bump on the rocks. I could not see her for the rocks. I went down further and could see her lying on the rocks. She was not moving”.
Gudrun was in a terrible and vulnerable situation, but she knew she had to get down: “I had to be very careful because I knew it would be no good if I fell as well”. Trying to climb around a big rock, Gudrun could not reach a step and she fell: “I went round and round and shut my eyes and hit a stone and hurt myself. I lay there for a bit. I still knew about it. I could not walk properly. I sat down and let myself slide”.
Buckstone Hows and the scree slopes from the road in Gatesgarth Dale
Covered in blood and badly limping, Gudrun managed to walk down the screes and reach the road at the bottom of the valley. Travelling from Keswick and over Honister Pass in their car were Miss Penelope Milton, of Hook Heath, Woking, and Miss Prudence Keenliside, of The Priory, Odiham, Hampshire. They picked up Gudrun and she was taken on to Gatesgarth Farm, over a mile further down the valley.
Mr. Thomas Richardson, who farmed at Gatesgarth, alerted Cockermouth Police and the Mountain Rescue Team, before heading up to search for Toni. He then found her body.
Some troops, who were in the area on a training exercise, joined the rescue team with Inspector R.W. Allen and P.C. Eric Thompson. One of the first to reach the spot was the Mountain Rescue Team’s medical officer, Dr. J.L. Hardie, who had previously treated the dead girl’s injured companion at Gatesgarth Farm. The team then brought down the body from the rough scree at the foot of Buckstone Hows.
Incident and inquest reports
Cumberland Evening Star and Mail
Wednesday 10th April 1963
“The condition of a German au pair girl injured in a climbing accident in which her girl friend was killed, was stated at Cockermouth Cottage Hospital to be “fairly comfortable”. The injured girl, Gudrun Strobel (18), is being treated for shock, cuts about her head and multiple bruising.”
West Cumberland Times
Saturday 13th April 1963
“The ordeal of an 18 years old German girl who saw her companion fall to her death down a Honister crag, after taking a short cut from a recognised path, was related to West Cumberland Coroner, Mr. H.F.T. Gough at Cockermouth on Thursday afternoon.”
Toni’s employer, Mr. Frank Blakeley, of Greenacres, Heywood, Lancashire, gave evidence of identification, said she and her companion, Gudrun Strobel, came to Keswick on Sunday on a walking holiday. She had not been to Lakeland before. “She was in excellent health, a sports girl,” he said. Gudrun, still a patient in Cockermouth Cottage Hospital with a head injury and shock, was too ill to attend the inquest and P.C. Eric Thompson read her written statement of the accident.
P.C. Thompson said the body was found face down in the scree about 10 yards from the foot of the crag known as Buckstone Hows. Thirty feet up the crag he collected a map, camera, shoes, scarf, plastic carrier bag and other personal items from the line of the dead girl’s fall.
Dr. J.L. Hardie of Cockermouth Mountain Rescue said: “Death, which would be instantaneous was due to multiple brain injuries following fractures of the skull”.
The coroner returned a verdict of “misadventure” on 22 years old Maria Antonie Löchle, and her body was flown to Germany that weekend.
First search for the cross 14/12/18
A rare good weather day in December took me by surprise; I know, I couldn’t believe it either! A walking friend, by the name of Dave ‘Shipmate’ Walsh, invited me out on a midweek wander. I was still in the middle of my long researching tour of Borrowdale, Honister and Buttermere, which includes five stories that are still incomplete, so I asked Dave if he didn’t mind joining me to locate Maria Antonie Löchle’s Cross. Jaclyn was sadly working, however, I made a promise to take her there on the next visit.
Gatesgarth Dale from the Yewcrag Mine spoil heaps (photo by Dave Walsh)
The search for this cross, initially, looked straightforward on the map, with a simple but steep climb from the road in Gatesgarth Dale up to the base of Buckstone Hows. This of course would mean that our walk would be a short one, so I suggested that we start our route from Honister Hause and contour along the screes (spoil) of Yewcrag Mine. This would certainly slow us down a bit and make the morning far more adventurous. Please note that permission is required to walk among these mine workings, and thankfully for us, Joe Weir of Honister just happened to be in the car park as we arrived, and was much appreciated that we did ask permission.
King Arthur’s walking stick? (photo by Dave Walsh)
Many finds can be located amongst the spoil, including bits of metal and piping. We did find Excalibur protruding from a boulder, however, we did have a more important artefact to locate.
Please note that the terrain is tricky, especially in the winter months when the sun only shines down this valley for a couple of hours each day. The boulders are slippery and very unstable.
The Yew Crag escarpment above the scree slopes (photo by Dave Walsh)
We keep the base of the crags well in sight along the way for any memorials or crosses; well, you never know!
Buttermere over Gatesgarth Dale
We are now approaching the area below Buckstone Hows, where Jaclyn had walked up from the road in 1990; the road (Honister Pass) and Gatesgarthdale Beck can be seen in the picture above. The sun is now just peeping over Honister Hause providing a welcomed warmth to the northern side of the valley.
Looking back to Buckstone Hows (left) and Yew Crag from Honister Pass
Dave and I spent a good hour or so searching below Buckstone Hows, but sadly we didn’t find anything. We searched below the crags, and down the ribs that lead down to the road. It was very frustrating, especially with the fact that we did have a grid reference that I had taken from a book. This book, ‘Lakeland Monuments: Book 1 – North’ by Bob Orrell and Margaret Vincent, included the story of the German girls. A photo in the book shows the cross in the ground at the base of the crag, but the grid reference given was for much further down the slope. I stupidly hadn’t taken the book with me, because the photo taken by Bob Orrell gave a really good reference point; silly me!
Second search for the cross 01/01/19
It’s New Year’s Day, the sky is blue, and Jaclyn is determined to find the cross; I think she was secretly happy that Dave and I were unsuccessful two weeks earlier!
Buckstone Hows from the ‘grass rib’
This time we started the walk from the road and followed the long grass rib that Jaclyn had walked up in 1990. It wasn’t long till I was left behind; Jaclyn doesn’t normally shoot off like this, but I think the excitement of retracing her steps from when she was 9 years old got the better of her.
I was only halfway up the grass rib when Jaclyn reached the base of Buckstone Hows. It’s then when I noticed her waving at me in a very excited manner; it was obvious that she had found the cross. As I approached I was puzzled, because Dave and I searched all the ground in that area below the crag.
Jaclyn and the cross
Firstly, well done Jaclyn!, but secondly, I was puzzled; it’s screwed to the rock, so it’s no wonder Dave and I couldn’t find it; we only searched on the ground at the foot of the crag.
Maria Antonie Löchle’s Cross
In memory of
Maria Antonie Löchle
A closer look confirmed it to be Maria Antonie Löchle’s cross.
The location of the cross
A small tree to the left and a large boulder to the right, provide great markers to locate the cross at the base of Buckstone Hows. The Grid reference is: NY219148
Looking down to the road from the location of the cross
It was great to finally find the cross, but we wanted to sit here for a while to think about the girls. Looking up the steep crag above the cross, we suddenly realised the seriousness and desperation the girls got themselves into. We thought about Toni’s fall, but also about Gudrun’s desperate situation of having to continue climbing down, and walking down the screes shoeless, limping, and badly bruised.
The original cross (photo by Bob Orrell)
While sat at the location, I suddenly remembered having in my rucksack the book ‘Lakeland Monuments’. It was still puzzling me; the cross we found didn’t look like the one in the book, and the location was different. Having looked at Bob Orrell’s photo, the original cross was much larger and was made from solid oak, but the cross we had found is made from plywood. I said to Jaclyn: “Let’s try and find the exact location from the photo“.
The original location from Bob Orrell’s photo
It took a while, but we found it! There was no cross though, but we could see where the original one was placed into the ground. I then thought that it’s a possibility that the original cross got damaged over time, and melting snow dragged it down the scree slope. Well, if that was the case then melting snow can only go in one direction, and that’s straight down.
Piece of oak on the scree
I couldn’t believe it, I found it, and it was directly below the location and about halfway down the scree slope.
A closer look at the piece of oak
A closer look at the timber confirmed it was oak, and that it was the lower half of the cross.
The broken joint
So, where is the top half? The pieces from the top should have a name plaque fixed to them; or is the original plaque on the new cross? We just had to continue searching the scree slopes for the other pieces.
Searching below Buckstone Hows
We continued searching the screes below Buckstone Hows for a good hour or so, but we found nothing.
Part of the old cross on Buckstone Hows
At first I wasn’t sure what to do with the piece that we had found. I didn’t want to leave it there on the scree slope, so we placed it on the crag above the new cross. It simply seemed the right thing to do at the time.
Knocking on doors
Derek Tunstall MBE
In the acknowledgements of ‘Lakeland Monuments: Book 1 – North’, Bob Orrell and Margaret Vincent give a special thanks to Derek Tunstall: “His knowledge of the locations of Lake District monuments has been invaluable”. Derek, who is a long time member of the Cockermouth Mountain Rescue Team and a voluntary ranger for the Lake District National Park, has a vast knowledge of the monuments of Lakeland. I contacted Derek regarding the cross at Buckstone Hows, and it turns out it was actually himself that found the old cross in a “bad state” in 2009, so he removed the plaque and left the pieces of oak where it originally stood. Then, with a battery drill, bored two holes and screwed a new cross, with the original plaque attached, to the rock face at the base of Buckstone Hows.
Derek Tunstall was very kind to give me Bob Orrell’s address. Sadly I didn’t have his phone number, so this was going to be one of those ‘stranger knocking on your door’ situations; I’ve not had a door slammed in my face yet, but one day it may happen. I didn’t need to worry though, Bob, and his wife Jean, were very welcoming and we chatted away for over two hours in their lovely cottage. The main subjects were: monuments (of course), plane crashes, Jack Longland, the NHS and boat building, but most of all Bob gave me some great advice regarding researching the history of Lakeland. Bob, who was a journalist and a founding member of the Langdale Mountain Rescue Team, has wrote 15 books including ‘Lakeland Monuments: Book 1 – North’, which won the Lakeland Book of the Year award ‘Best Research’ in 1999. Sadly though, there will be no ‘Book 2 – South’; as he puts it: “I’m too old to be climbing them dam fells anymore!”, and I responded with: “And there’s a lot of bloody monuments in the south!”. Bob laughed in agreement.
Willie’s father, Thomas Richardson, was the farmer who alerted Cockermouth Police and the Mountain Rescue Team, and who found the body of Maria Antonie Löchle. Even though only seven years old at the time, Willie remembers the night very well, and the moment his father left the farm house in the dark to look for the German girl.
Gatesgarth Farm (photo by Ivor Nicholas)
“Farmer Thomas Richardson, of Gatesgarth Farm, Buttermere, and William Richardson chatting with a German visitor to the valley.”
Cumbria, Lake District Life magazine, January 1973
I went to visit Willie at his home in Whinlatter and we talked about that night, and the following years. Willie still owns the land in Gatesgarth Dale, so I asked him if he knew about a geocache that had been placed at the cross location. He said no, and wasn’t too happy that no one had contacted him for permission. Like me, he agreed that although geocaching is a great outdoor activity, monuments shouldn’t be part of an unrelated ‘tick list’, and people visiting these monuments should be doing so to remember the person, and not a plastic container. Knowing that I was going back up there, Willie asked me if I would remove the container on his behalf; I gladly agreed to do so.
I’ve had the pleasure of meeting Donald a few times now, especially recently regarding a mystery carving in Borrowdale (watch this space). “Top man, come in!” he says while inviting me into his home again, which I felt very humble coming from a man who has such knowledge of the land and people of Lakeland. I began telling him about my recent research about the cross at Buckstone Hows: “Oh yes, the German girl, Antonie Löchle, I know all about that” he says. Donald is a former ranger of the Lake District National Park and former member of the Keswick Mountain Rescue Team, so I asked him if knew about any relatives that may have visited over the years? “I went there…..it must have been late sixties or early seventies, and there was a family at the bottom with a bunch of dried flowers. I said: “Where you going with them?”, and this fella said: “I’m going up there to put these flowers on the cross”. I said: “Well mate, you’ll never get up there in those shoes, I’ll take them up for you!”. There was four or five of them and it was obvious that they were German, and they had visited Gatesgarth Farm to get a rough idea where the cross was. That was the last I heard of them.”
Two months had passed since publishing this story when, in early April 2019, I received an email via the website from Roger Wright. His opening line in the email was: “I am a Rights of Way enthusiast / adviser to local and national user groups and was directed to Richard’s excellent article by Nick Thorne of LDNPA. I believe I can add to the article”. Roger continued to explain a little about his connection with the story, and amazingly, the fact that he actually had the map that was an item of Toni and Gudrun’s belongings that was collected from the crag face. He also remembers meeting Donald Angus, the ranger who took the flowers up to the cross in 1969.
Of course I was overwhelmed with excitement after hearing from Roger, and the importance of meeting up with him soon became apparent. So, just a few weeks after his first email, Jaclyn and I, and little Emily in tow, drove down to his home in Chorley, Lancashire.
“Between 1956 and 1963, my father, Arthur Wright, was a lecturer and English language specialist at the College of Further Education at Manchester, which was mainly attended by au pairs. Toni and Gudrun, who attended the college, had been asking him for advice on where to go in the Lake District, and he lent them a ‘one inch’ Bartholomew’s map, which I’ve still got.”
Roger then showed me his wonderful little museum of maps and cameras, and then pulled out the map that Toni and Gudrun had with them on that day.
“My father probably heard about the accident on the radio or in a newspaper, and later my parents and I went to collect Gudrun from Cockermouth Hospital. We then drove her back to the Manchester area; I was only 11 years old at the time, but I remember it well. It’s then when Gudrun gave my father the map back, that they had borrowed for their holiday.”
Bartholomew’s ‘One Inch’ Keswick and Ullswater
Roger explained that: “In those days ordnance survey maps were almost unheard of to the general public. No one had these….they were expensive and you had to go to specialist shops to buy them, so everyone used Bartholomew’s maps; mostly they used the half inch maps though.”
The map showing Keswick, where Toni and Gudrun stayed from Sunday 7th April 1963
The map showing Dale Head and Honister Pass
Even though a very detailed map with coloured contours, the contours were set at 250 feet, and the crags of Buckstone Hows, just north of Yew Crag, are not shown. From the summit of Dale Head, Toni and Gudrun took a bee-line to the west after seeing the road in the valley.
“It was the view of the road from Dale Head, which was the catalyst for the accident happening in the first place. Gudrun told us at the time: “We had underestimated the route. It was late in the day, towards the evening, when we spotted the road and cars on it, below us. Some cars had lights on”. Being Germans from near the Alps in Bavaria, and….it was said to me at the time, and been said to me since, by people from that area: “Oh, we look at the height of your mountains….well, they’re only hills!” The town of Memmingen itself is 600m above sea level.”
Roger then talked in more detail about the family’s visit to the location of the cross in 1969. Toni’s mother and uncle, and Gudrun, drove from Memmingen in Germany, and it is thought that this was their first and only visit to the site. The following old photos (slides) were taken by Roger during that visit, when he was 17 years old.
“In 1969 Frau Löchle and her brother (Ludwig), and Gudrun, came to England to visit the location on Honister Pass; they had driven from southern Germany in a Volkswagen Beetle. My father and I drove down to Dover to meet them off the ferry. It was very hot weather, and they had brought huge German cheeses, sausages and a 50 cm tall, 10 cm diameter, orange candle on a wrought iron stand, as presents; we had the candle standing on the fire-place until I cleared my parents’ house prior to sale in 2002. They then followed us to Manchester; we stayed overnight in Manchester and then we went up to the Lake District the following day.”
The family car at Ashness Farm
“We stayed at Ashness Farm, which was a bed and breakfast on the Watendlath road.”
Gudrun, Ludwig and Frau Löchle at Ashness Farm
“Later that evening Gudrun and I had a lovely walk down to Grange.”
The same scene in 2019, with Catbells, Causey Pike and Grisedale Pike
“The following day we went over Honister, onto the section of the pass to look for the spot of the accident, and this National Park ranger saw us and stopped. We asked if he knew where the cross was. None of us had any walking boots on, so he volunteered to take some flowers up to the site of the cross and we stayed by the side of the road and watched.”
Looking down Gatesgarth Dale from where they parked on Honister Pass
Looking up towards Honister Hause
Same location in 2019, looking up towards Honister Hause
“My father learnt German during the war because he anticipated being sent to guard a prisoner of war camp. We went abroad every summer in the 60’s, and we spent a lot of time in Germany. He developed a massive interest in the Baroque architecture of the churches in Germany, so holidays there were study tours. After the accident we were always invited to stay with the family in Memmingen. Toni’s mother went to the cemetery every day; the real tragic part was that Toni never knew her father because he was killed early on in the war, before she was born, so her mother brought her up as a single parent. So, her husband, Toni’s father, was killed by the Allies, maybe by the British, and then her daughter goes away to work for a year in England, and has an accident, and is killed there. I last saw them in 1971 in Germany.”
The car outside the family home in Memmingen
I cannot thank Roger enough for his hospitality and the information he has provided. Thanks to people like Roger, Derek, Bob, Willie and Donald sharing their knowledge, people like Toni will never be forgotten.
Thanks to the following:
Bob Orrell, author of ‘Lakeland Monuments: Book 1 – North’
Dave Walsh of Dearham
Derek Tunstall MBE of Whitehaven
Donald Angus of Threlkeld
Joe Weir at Honister Slate Mine
Roger Wright of Chorley
Willie Richardson of Gatesgarth
and, a very special friend, the wife, Jaclyn Jennings