This olde worlde inn on the edge of Ilkley Moor recalls one Job Senior who lived nearby in a ramshackled shelter in the early 19th century. Apparently Job was born at nearby Ilkley in the 1780’s, the illegitimate son of a wealthy landowner. He became a drunkard, which together with a problem with women, proved to be his downfall. He became very unkempt and eventually suffered from rheumatism which necessitated him walking with two sticks. At the age of sixty he managed to persuade an eighty years old widow to marry him. It suited Job very much because she owned a house on the edge of the moor. However the marriage was short-lived when his wife died suddenly. Her family, who were less than pleased about the marriage became more so when Job inherited his wife’s possessions including the house. To vent their fury members of the family descended on the house and virtually demolished it leaving Job with no option but to construct his ramshackle shelter to live in. Apparently it was so small that he had to enter on his hands and knees. And so his lived as a hermit until he contracted cholera and ended his days in the workhouse, where he died when he was 77 years old.
This moorland pub is noted for its good food and real ales.
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Photo taken in Burley in Wharfedale, West Yorkshire, UK
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