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From Reporter Issue 93
DERBY DAYS
Thinking of a break across the Channel? If you want a taste of the
“real” England, Patrick Middleton recommends a few days in and around
Derby.
I’ll be frank about this: what turns me off in many English cities
these days is that walking down a main street you often feel you’re
part of a photo shoot for a world music album sleeve. And it’s often
hard to find anyone who talks with evident pride about where they live.
Derby’s different. Of course, it’s got a more varied community than in
the past and is in some ways richer for that, but the place and the
people have in many respects retained an authentic Englishness. For a
nostalgic expat or a curious foreigner, it’s an ideal destination and
it’s both cheap and easy to get to with bmibaby’s daily “low-cost”
flights from Nice to East Midlands Airport, just a quarter an hour’s
drive from the city.
“Enthusiasm and loyalty…”
So what’s Derby got to offer the visitor? Above all, a remarkably
varied experience but what struck me also was the enthusiasm and
loyalty of the people as they talked about their home town. On my first
evening I was taken to the Derby Beer Festival where I had a choice of
over a hundred real ales—including a lone French offering, Pietra,
“made with Corsican chestnuts.” An eloquent local told me how the
festival had grown over 25 years and had become a high point in Derby’s
year. “When we decide to do something, we do it well,” he insisted.
That, clearly, was something that Marion Nixon at the local tourist
office wanted me to understand when she put together the programme for
my stay. I spent most of one morning at the Royal Crown Derby factory
seeing how that superb bone china is produced, from the treatment of
the raw clay to the final decoration. Industrial visits of this kind
can be dull but this was fascinating—and illuminating, too. If you’ve
ever wondered why a tiny teddy bear paper-weight—a very popular
item—should cost fifty quid then you’ll get the point as you see how
much time, skill and detailed work goes into its making.
With a history going back to Roman times, Derby has its share
of conventional sights—from its unusual cathedral to Pickford’s House,
a restored Georgian town residence, but there are other places to see
of a very different kind. Derby County F.C. can console itself for its
recent relegation by gloating over its spanking new stadium at Pride
Park, one of the UK’s finest, where soccer fantasists can emerge from
the tunnel to the roar of an imaginary crowd, loll in the directors’
box or even have a quick shower in the home dressing-room. There’s
sporting interest of a different kind just outside the town at the
Donington Grand Prix Collection. Local building tycoon Tom Wheatcroft
has built up a huge collection of Formula 1 cars once driven by the
greats of motor sport, from Fangio to Senna, from Moss to Mansell.
Wheatcroft, I was told, drops in occasionally to go for a quick spin
around the Donington track in one of these classic vehicles. This
privilege isn’t accorded to visitors…
I opted for a more modest mode of transport at the wonderful
Crich Tramway Village. Unlike the transport museums in York and at
Clapham, this isn’t just an assemblage of old trams in a shed but the
visitor gets to ride on the veteran streetcars and, with the same
ticket, can do so all day. Trams disappeared from London almost exactly
50 years ago and I can just remember, as a very small and nervous Irish
visitor, being terrified of falling off the open platform. But instead
of travelling on an old LT model, I enjoyed half an hour’s trip on J1
which had operated in Johannesburg for nearly 60 years before being
retired to Crich. Lord Curzon, a Derbyshire man, once said, “No
gentleman goes on a bus,” and I’m sure he would have extended this
dictum to trams. Curzon’s world of “superior persons” is still
accessible in the area with its concentration of great houses,
including Kedleston, Curzon’s own place, and above all Chatsworth, the
vast and dazzling residence of the Devonshires, one of the sights of
Europe.
“Rooted, self-confident and decent...”
On my way to Chatsworth I was able to appreciate the beauty of the
Peak District landscape. This is the world’s second most visited
national park. That I learned from my guide, Keith Blood, one of the
best I’ve ever had. Keith is a Derbyshire man to the bone, a native of
Ashbourne and is typical of the locals in his articulate but
unassertive pride in the county and the city. I learned a lot. Thomas
Cook was born here—and Lara Croft was conceived here. Derby has, it’s
been calculated, more ghosts than any other town in England. On a more
modest note, it has the country’s second best coffee house—the Grand
Café Caruso in the Eagle Centre. But I didn’t only talk to Keith. As we
moved around he introduced me to other people. Like the woman volunteer
guide at the Strutt Mill in Duffield—that’s where a lot of Peak
Practice was made—who recounted local history as if she had lived it
herself. I felt I was getting in touch with an England that’s less and
less easy to find these days. An England that’s rooted, self-confident
and decent. Well, I’ll tell you: it’s alive and well and surviving in
Derbyshire. n
Derby nights…
Derby has some pleasant hotels, comfortable and with very reasonable
rates. I divided my time between the Midland and the European Inn. The
first of these is a modernised railway hotel from the early nineteenth
century—Queen Victoria spent a night there, they claim; the second is a
straightforward 3-star property. Both serve an excellent buffet
breakfast—though in neither case, I was sad to find, was black pudding
on offer. Incidentally the Midland is offering Christmas and New Year
breaks, ideal, they sound, for anyone wanting to see out the year in
traditional style.
- Derby Tourism Unit +44 1332 255 802
- Derby Tourism Unit (fax) +44 1332 256 137
- Derby, European Inn, Derby +44 1332 292 000
- Derby, European Inn (fax) +44 1332 293 900
- Derby, Midland Hotel +44 1332 345 894
- Derby, Midland Hotel +44 1332 295 522
© Patrick Middleton
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