We stopped for the night just north of Nottingham and headed for Chesterfield in the morning as we knew from our previous visit it had a thriving street market as so many towns in England do.

Somehow I’d missed almost all the Deco in the town centre.

Greenwood’s:-

Note the beautiful detailing. Rule of three in the horizontal banding and great rectangle with diamond inlay plus horizontal banding throughout:-

McDonald’s has a hint of deco:-

Last time this was a nightclub called Escapade. Now it’s Department:-

Rule of three in the windows. Good brickwork:-

Again rule of three; at least in upper windows which don’t seem to have been replaced. Good horizontal banding:-

Deco corner site. Note the detailing between the upper and lower window layers especially on the unpainted brick gable:-

As is usual the town’s deco pièce de résistance is a former Burton’s (stitched photo) :-

In amongst all this modern stuff could be found Tudor style timbering. The Twelfth Century Royal Oak:-

And an old bus, destination Brampton. We’d pass through Brampton later:-

On our recent trip I seem to have passed through, or close to, a fair few towns in England that have or had teams in the Football League, which gave me some idea of their geographic proximity. Starting with Sheffield, we went on through Derby, bypassed Mansfield, then headed back up to Chesterfield where I photographed the famous crooked spire which lends the nickname Spireites to the local side.

Cheterfield had a large street market on the go the morning we were there. It made the place seem thriving though whether it truly is or not I have no idea.

After that it was up north through Huddersfield and Halifax on our way to Haworth again.

Yet in all these travels I caught sight of not one single football stadium – though I had seen a road sign for Brammall Lane in Sheffield.

The reason for going to Haworth this time was we hadn’t seen as much of it as we would have liked when we were there before.

This certainly wasn’t there in the Bronté’s time. It’s now a stop on the Keighley and Worth Valley Railway – one of those preservation railways which reflect the British love of nostalgia but are an important reminder of our industrial heritage.

We didn’t do the Bronté Parsonage this time but explored the old street more. There were more shops open this time including the old style sweetie shop where we bought something called Yorkshire Tablet – as sweet as Orkney Fudge but a bit softer – and had a browse round two second hand bookshops we don’t recall from two years ago. The good lady bought three books and I got a hardback of Tricia Sullivan’s Lethe; goodness knows when I’ll get round to reading it.

So that means photographs.

And Art Deco.

This was a Deco house just off the A6 as you enter Derby from the direction of Matlock. Frustratingly, the closest I could get was the main road.

You get exactly the same view if you type 404 Duffield Road, Derby into Google Maps and do the zoom-in and a 180 degree turn, where you can see the porthole window I got in this next one. That’s also the closest Google Maps gets.

As far as I could/can tell the house is up a side road called The Close but it’s barred by a high security gate behind which are some scary dogs.

We didn’t actually stop in Derby except to take these pictures.

The next day we travelled up to Chesterfield and this was the closest thing to Art Deco in the town centre. In Cavendish Street, it’s now a night club called Escapade.