Thursday, 4 September 2025

Barnard Castle

A Brief Stop for Lunch and Several Reasons to Return

Does Barnard Have a Castle?


County Durham
We set out to drive to Alnwick in Northumberland, but that takes 4 hours or more, so we needed a lunch stop. As the driver, Lynne decided to take the M6 as far as Tebay, eschew its excellent service station, turn right and track east cross-country to Barnard Castle. I had an eye operation two weeks ago and she thought we could have lunch, and I could check my eyesight while I was there; it was the obvious place to go.

Co Durham and its position within England (inset)
Barnard Castle is a town with some 5,000 inhabitants in the south west of the county

Arriving from the east we entered the town over the old bridge across the River Tees below the eponymous castle. The bridge was rebuilt in 1596 incorporating elements of a much older structure.

The castle is atmospheric if somewhat skeletal. Built at the end of the 11th century, it controlled the river crossing between the Bishop of Durham’s territory to the north and the feudal lordship known as the ‘Honour of Richmond’ to the south. It was updated in the12th and early 13th centuries by the Balliol family who (off and on) claimed the throne of Scotland. The Earls of Warwick then held the castle until 1471 when it passed to the Duke of Gloucester, later Richard III, who held it until his death at the battle of Bosworth in 1485. In 1569, the ‘Rising of the North’, a Catholic insurrection against Elizabeth I, led to rebels besieging and then taking the castle after a damaging bombardment.  The castle never recovered and was abandoned in the early 17th century.

Barnard Castle above the River Tees

We did not visit the castle – now in the care of English Heritage – as this was only a lunch stop. The borrowed photo, by Ben Gamble, is part of the Geograph project collection and is reproduced under Creative Commons Attribution-Share Alike 2.0 Generic licence.

Anything Else?

Other than the castle, Barnard Castle’s main attraction is the Bowes Museum. It is housed in a purpose-built château designed by Jules Pellechet in French Second Empire style. Building started in 1869 (the 2nd Empire collapsed in 1870) and the museum opened to the public in 1892. It was the vision of wealthy local landowner John Bowes and his Wife Joséphine, though unfortunately neither lived to see their museum open.

It has displays of art – paintings by Canaletto, El Greco and Goya among others – ceramics, silver, tapestries, sculpture and local history. There is also the Silver Swan – a life-sized 18th century automaton - that elegantly “catches fish” when activated. It is the only exhibit I remember from our visit in the 1970s. There was no visit this time, entry now costs £20 a head, too much for a lunchtime brief encounter.

Once round the castle we drove up The Bank – the lower part of what might elsewhere be called the High Street - and then went twice round the Market Cross. This was not strictly necessary, and the event produced a minor domestic dispute, finally settled by allotting the blame to me. Continuing through the High Street’s upper section, known Horse Market, we rounded the bend into Galgate. On our right was a large car park outside the local Morrisons, so we stopped there.

Barnard Castle Market Cross

Testing One's Eyesight

The first thing I did after leaving the car park was to test my eyesight, it is a long tradition in Barnard Castle dating all the way back to 2020.

Looking at things to test my eyesight, Barnard Castle

In April that year, during the first COVID lockdown, Dominic Cummings - Chief Adviser to PM Boris Johnson - travelled with his wife and child from London to Durham after she developed COVID symptoms. The rest of us were dutifully staying at home, as instructed, but an allowance was made for those seeking necessary childcare support. Few people imagined this allowance covered a five-hour drive.

Later Cummings admitted to being seen in Barnard Castle (about 30 minutes from Durham). He had driven there, he said, to "test his eyesight" and ensure he was safe to make the long drive back to London after recovering from COVID symptoms.

Few people believed him. Apart from it being against lockdown regulation, would a sensible person take a 30-minute drive to see if their eyesight was fit for driving? Mine is marginal, so Lynne drove me here and after 20 minutes in Barnard Castle it still seemed marginal. Both Cummings and Johnson apparently believed in one rule for the people and another rule for them. Cummings resigned in November 2020, Johnson some 18 months later.

Lunch

Brie and Cranberry

We located a convenient café on Galgate and ordered toasties and a cup of tea. I enjoyed my brie and cranberry toastie and it set me wondering how a cheese from northern France first met a berry from the coastal United States and struck up a relationship. I asked the ever-semi-reliable ChatGPT and they told me that it is an English sandwich filling which first appeared in the early 2000s - they could cite no specific ‘first instance’ - and spread organically until it became widespread. The British market for French soft cheeses, they said, expanded markedly in the early 2000s, about the same time as cranberry sauce was first being imported from America where it had long been a traditional part of Thanksgiving and Christmas meals. There may be a grain of truth there, but cranberry sauce has been part of my Christmases since the 1970s and I have been eating brie and camembert since the 60s. Perhaps, when it comes to new foods, I grew up in a family of early adopters. I would note the combination requires an under-ripe brie, like most of those in British supermarkets. A fully ripe Brie de Meaux is a joy but would be overpowering in this context.

And a Side Order of Compassion

As we were finishing, an elderly man came in and sat at the table next to us. I am 75, I would hate to be called elderly (even if I am) but I have just used that word to describe somebody else. I doubt he was much older than me and he seemed in reasonable physical condition, but the blank look in his eye suggested he was not the man he once was. One of the young women who work in the café greeted him by name. “Hello Lenny,” she said, “D’you want a cup of tea?” He stared straight ahead but did not answer. She fetched some tea, put it in front of him and sat down opposite. “Do you want something to eat?” There was a long silence, but she waited patiently. “What's the soup?” “You wouldn't like it, Lenny. Would you like some apple tart?” He did not answer. “We’ve got custard, would you like some custard?” He nodded. She went away and returned bearing a bowl containing a large slice of apple tart wallowing in custard. He picked up his spoon and started eating with obvious relish.

We left at that point. I have no idea how much help he needs and gets, but he was reasonably well turned out.  Maybe he comes in every day, but the important point is that he was treated with sensitivity and compassion. - a shining example of kindness in a world that sees too little of it.

Horse Market

Walking back round into Horse Market we saw a gentle curve of buildings running down to the Market Cross.  Most look Georgian though some are younger and a few older. Many have blue plaques explaining the various uses the premises have been put to over the centuries.

Horse Market, Barnard Castle

The good people of Barnard Castle have a Morrisons and a Lidl for their convenience but are blessed by also having the option of proper old-fashioned butchers and an artisan baker with a side-line in interesting cheeses. One of the several pubs offers ‘dog friendly karaoke’ (no, nor me) and there is an African/Caribbean coffee shop. I do not know when Nobia and Sons opened, but they have earned many friendly reviews over the last two and a half years. They sell the standard coffee and cakes but also offer Jollof rice, curry goat, jerk chicken and more. For a fleeting moment a second lunch seemed a good idea, then reality kicked in. Further down is a farmer’s market; it seems the only thing you cannot buy in the Horse Market is a horse.

Horse Market, the Market Cross and St Mary's Church

The octagonal market cross that we earlier circumnavigated was built in 1747 by wealthy wool merchant Thomas Breaks. The open ground floor was used by farmers selling butter, eggs and the like, while the upper storey has been variously used as a courtroom, gaol, fire station and town hall.

The principal modern use of the Grade 1 listed building, sometimes referred to by locals as ‘Breaks' Folly’ is as a traffic hazard. It reduces visibility for all drivers and is regularly clipped by HGVs making their way through the town (see the Teesdale Mercury. 2019).

St Mary's Parish Church, Barnard Castle

St Mary’s church dates from the early 12th century, the time Bernard de Balliol built the stone castle and gave his name to the town that would develop round it.

Like all old churches, there have been alterations and additions over the centuries, though most of what we can see is 14th century or earlier. The main exception is the tower that was rebuilt in 1873–74 as it was in danger of collapse.

The Parish Church of St Mary, Barnard Castle

Inside it has some odd features and at first sight appears to have been built backwards, but the pews do point in the usual direction.

Looking towards the west window, St Mary's Barnard Castle

There is a rather worn probably 14th century effigy of St Anthony and a boar. St Anthony, the patron saint of swineherds, is linked to the Augustinians, and an Augustinian friary was established in 1380 in Thorngate, just south of the castle and 250m from the church. No one knows what happened to the friary or whether it was ever fully established, but maybe the boar came to the church from there.

St Anthony and a Boar, St Mary's, Barnard Castle

The castle passed to the Duke of Gloucester, later Richard III, who also has the boar as his symbol. Under his patronage the church was enlarged, though the unusual flight of stairs up to the chancel was probably built later.

Steps up to the chancel, St Mary's Barnard Castle

In front of the steps is a stone arch with the sculpted head of Edward IV (Richard’s older brother) to the left….

Edward IV, St Mary's, Barnard Castle

…and Richard himself, as Duke of Gloucester, to the right. A hundred years later Shakespeare painted Richard III as a villain, but Shakespeare’s history plays never bothered too much with historical accuracy and Richard has been rehabilitated recently.

The Duke of Gloucester (later Richard III) St Mary's, Barnard Castle 

There is an enormous font from about the same time. A stool is provided for the priest to stand on while baptising children, but the diving board was removed in the 19th century. The letters and symbols carved round the edge have no known meaning.

Enormous font, St Mary's, Barnard Castle

Back to the Car and on to Alnwick

As we returned from the church it started to rain. At first the big, fat, lazy drops had space between them, but the further we walked the closer together the drops became and the harder and faster they fell. By the time we reached Morrisons, it was a torrential downpour, so we and a dozen others stood beneath their awning and waited. Rain that hard cannot last long, but as soon as it eased a new cloud cracked open and the intensity returned. After the third time this happened we ran for it.

Despite selecting ‘recommended route’ for the remainder of our journey to Alnwick, our SatNav chose the scenic route - at least as far as Newcastle and the A1. We crossed the bleak moorland of Teesdale and Weardale, which have their charms when you are pottering, but the narrow, meandering roads are frustrating when you have somewhere to go. One consolation of this diversion is that our route grazed the edge of the large village/small town of Stanhope. If other fans of Vera, the good-hearted but curmudgeonly detective who makes Morse look like a party animal, were wondering where she got her surname, they need wonder no more.

We reached Alnwick in the late afternoon, feeling that we should give Barnard Castle a proper visit one day soon.

Thank you for reading to the end. Your reward for doing so is the information that one 'fact' about St Mary's Church was invented by the author. But you knew that anyway.