

Waiting for my Heathcliff to join me on the other side... 💀
Most people know the love story part of Wuthering Heights but, if you’ve not read the book (spoiler alert - though having said that it was written in around 1850 so if you’ve not read it by now, you’ve had enough time 😄), did you know that it’s not actually a love story at all, but an English gothic tale full of ghosts, dark obsession and hauntings? Yes, Catherine & Heathcliff are in love, and she ultimately marries the rich Edgar Linton (women being worth nothing on their own in England in the 1800s, unable to legally own property and bank accounts). But on her death due to her own mental deterioration at being so lovesick, her spirit haunts the moors - partly on her own merit, deriving heaven from the landscape, and maybe also because Heathcliff himself begs it upon learning of her death. These very same moors where these images were shot, which happens to also be on my doorstep.
Spending just a short amount of time here it’s easy to see how Emily Brontë was inspired by the landscape. Vast, isolating, cold, wet and unimaginably beautiful.
Welcome to ghost stories from my home county! 👻