7.9.04 | "Harle What?" "Harle Where?" Harle Syke Dammit!

(Free stalking map included with this post! Yaay!)

Never heard of Harle Syke, have you? Think it's a mythical place, somewhat akin to Atlantis or Camelot or Milton Keynes, perhaps?

Well th' Saturnyne will explode this mythery and ignorance of his home right in yer face, rather like the "money shot" in a top porn film. And he will show you where he lives, an' mebbe not in this post, but certainly in future posts he will expound on the heritage and culture of his little part of the world... with as straight a face as possible...

Firstly. Maps:

I live in the county of Lancashire, in the North West of England.

Here's another lovely map, if you look a little north of the city of Manchester you will see the milltown of Burnley. I live in a village suburb of Burnley. Well, when i say "live" i really mean erm "exist"... in the vaguest possible sense...

Here's a funky aerial view map of Harle Syke. It zooms in and out in a most saucy fashion. (If the map doesn't work for you it's probably because of... er, technical stuff). Map map map!

(This last map seems to work and then not work.. sometimes saying that "there are no aerial photographs of this area"... but it lies. It Lies! Or mebbe not, as looking at the map it seems to be in the middle of the Atlantic or something. Ok. Try this: Maaaaap! and ignore the redcircle, because it's sooo wrong. Bloody map-maakers!)

Notice the pleasant greenery and nice little river running along the bottom. My castle is situated somewhere near the centre near the church and the mill. The Saturnyne spent a very pleasant childhood in all these places. Ahhh, One reminisces even now...

Secondly... ah... well there is no secondly... mainly because it's past my bedtime, and mainly, all i really wanted to do was show that last funky map.

So proof that Harle Syke really exists... unless i made all these webpages up in a gigantic hoax...

PS: shame on you for clicking on that money shot expecting who-knows-what-kind-of-sleaze?!?! You pervert! You wait 'til i tell your mum! This is a nice decent website. We'll have no shim-sham here, thank you very much!


  5:59 am :. Blogger Lizzy hollered thusly:

Hah, right, that was informative.

I've never even smelt England... yet. Soon, hopefully. If money permits.

And... there are currently no aerial photographs for this area? ^_~

  6:15 am :. Blogger The Saturnyne hollered thusly:

Hi Lizzie! i posted on your own blog recently...

funny i just noticed the map thing saying that very same message to me. TO MEEE! How dare it?!?!?

and then i saw your own msg. hehe.

  11:24 am :. Blogger SingleFin hollered thusly:

It is a real place! I'm astounded! I don't really see why I should be, though, living in a place called Aberystwyth...

Now, let me find my stalking shoes...

  10:42 pm :. Blogger Jessie hollered thusly:

I couldn't open your links, but I found this image, and lo and behold if it didn't ask if I wanted to "Buy this area"!!

Apparently it just meant a picture of it.

  12:37 am :. Blogger The Saturnyne hollered thusly:

Dang! The links aren't working for you? Well i'm a bit disappointed... i wonder if it's to do with people using different web browsers...? *sigh* My apologies to anyone not able to view the myriad "wonders" of my little part of the world

But hey Jessie, neat bit o' work finding that Harle Syke is "for sale"... i was much amused at that... i live somewhere in the middle od all those lines of terraced houses... the big square blocks are probably (without looking at the map) the old weaving mills, now converted to other uses... one's a museum!

  5:10 pm :. Blogger my sun sets to rise again hollered thusly:

Not so very far away from me then.

I wish Harle Sykes was a fictional place, it just sounds insanely cool, maybe like a character in a Neil Gaiman book. The reality, i fear, will never measure up :(

  9:45 pm :. Blogger Princess Potty Mouth hollered thusly:

I think that if we all just ignore the links we can still pretend it is an imaginary place... i never opened the links.. i'm sure i've seen what i need to though... and i laugh at all of you because none of you ever had to live in "Waubaushene" *said in giant booming man voice*... often riduculed and called washing machine by some of my closest friends.. i i lived in the tiny village for way too much of my insignificant life.. oh well though i spose its all in how you see it... I feel as though i am not nearly as popular as i once was when it comes to blogging latly... i dont think ppl like me anymore... hmm.. oh well.. got to go and clean.... stupid stinky apartment. i mean castle... i realy do live in a castle now... woohoo.. and its better then yours

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