Great British Railway Journeys (2010–…): Season 2, Episode 13 - York to Saltaire - full transcript
In 1840, one man
transformed travel in Britain.
His name was George Bradshaw,
and his railway guides inspired
the Victorians to take to the tracks.
Stop by stop,
he told them where to travel,
what to see and where to stay.
Now, 170 years later,
I'm making a series of journeys across
the length and breadth of the country
to see what of Bradshaw's Britain
remains.
I'm almost halfway through my journey
from the Northeast of England
to the Midlands.
My Victorian railway guidebook
is now well thumbed,
and I'm enjoying its quirks.
The more I use my Bradshaw's Guide,
the more I enjoy it.
He wasn't afraid to say
what he liked and what he didn't.
He loved progress, but also
the established order of rural families.
He praises natural scenery,
but also the massive
new structures of engineering.
He vividly describes a country
being transformed by the railways
from Bradshaw's Britain
to the Britain that we know today.
It's a very individual guide,
and I will use Bradshaw's perspective
to understand both history
and who the British are now.
On this leg of the journey,
I'll be hearing how Victorian women
reacted to the railways...
Women reputedly
used to hide pins in their lips,
so if a man actually stole
a kiss from them
as they went through
a railway tunnel in the dark,
obviously their lips were lacerated.
...sampling the benefits of
Harrogate's famous spa waters...
The whole point about the waters
was they were a strong purge.
It's explosive power internally.
Explosive.
...and meeting some alpacas
whose fleeces made a Victorian fortune.
(woman) This is Holly.
She likes smelling hair.
(woman laughs)
Since starting this journey
in Newcastle,
I've moved south
along some of the first railway lines.
Next I'll be exploring the industrial
belt around Leeds and Sheffield,
before crossing
into rural Leicestershire,
ending up at picturesque Melton Mowbray.
On this stretch,
I'll be passing through York,
on my way to the spa town of Harrogate,
then travelling to Leeds,
before reaching Saltaire,
the model town of
a Victorian paternalist.
The first part of my route
takes me through North Yorkshire,
and I need to change trains
in the cathedral city of York.
In the 19th century, the ancient Minster
was joined by
a magnificent Victorian station;
the biggest in Britain
when it opened in 1877.
And ever since,
it's been an important railway hub
with thousands of passengers
passing through every day.
When I was about five or six years old,
I remember coming on an overnight train
to Scotland with my mother
to visit her parents,
and the train stopped
in the middle of the night at York.
In those days,
York was written around these pillars.
And sitting in the compartment,
my mother caught me trying
to peer round the side of the pillar.
The reason was, I'd never heard of York.
I'd only heard of New York.
I was looking for the word "New".
My mother thought
I was impossibly stupid
to think that New York
lay between King's Cross and Edinburgh.
Today, we think nothing
of taking the train.
But in Bradshaw's era,
the advent of railway travel
raised tricky social
and even moral issues.
Trains were both exciting and risky.
The new technology
aroused fears about safety,
but the railways also brought
new opportunities, especially for women.
While I wait for my connection,
historian Di Drummond
is going to tell me more.
How did woman react to
the possibility of travelling by train?
And how did the railways
react to the women?
There's a lot of evidence
to say women really took to it,
particularly the middle-class women.
Railway companies sometimes were not
so confident about women travelling,
particularly travelling alone.
Husbands and fathers
were not so keen either.
The Duke of Wellington
told his son off very soundly
for allowing his wife to travel alone
on a train, which was awful.
In the early 19th century,
women travellers
were usually chaperoned,
but soon some women
began using the trains unaccompanied,
raising fears about their safety.
(Di) One of the early railway guides
actually says
that there is no worse a place
where women could be insulted,
as they put it,
than in a railway carriage.
And it's a problem because
in those days, it was a closed carriage.
You opened the door, you got in.
You couldn't move along a corridor
to get out of the way.
So if you got on board
with somebody who was threatening,
you couldn't get out of the way.
And there were
no communication cords until 1864.
(Michael) In those days, the carriages
were divided into thin compartments.
There was no corridor either
along the side or down the middle.
Once you're in the compartment,
that was it.
(Di) Until you get to the next station.
For women, obviously, it was
the fear of being attacked on the train,
to being molested,
even possibly raped or murdered.
And I've not heard about it
in this country,
but in 19th-century Austria
and also in France,
women reputedly
used to hide pins in their lips
so if a man actually
stole a kiss from them
as they went through a railway tunnel
in the dark,
obviously their lips were lacerated.
You know, pretty nasty.
Femme fatale, or nearly fatale anyway.
But for most women,
train travel was a revelation.
I can see that for women...
New opportunity to travel, this is
by definition liberating, isn't it?
Yes. I think it's mostly the
middle-class women to start off with.
Working-class women,
obviously it takes more time.
But by the time you get to the 1860s,
you've got features like special trains
being chartered from Edinburgh
to take the herring girls
down the coast,
right through to Yarmouth
by the end of the season,
as they follow the shoals of herring.
(Michael) Of course,
the most famous Victorian lady,
Queen Victoria, travelled by train.
(Di) Yes, indeed,
and that made train travel very popular.
If it was good enough for the royals,
it was good enough
for those who could afford it.
Trains were equalisers
that shook social conventions.
With that in mind,
I take the opportunity
of my journey west to Harrogate to talk
to some 21st-century women travellers.
As a woman, do you sometimes
travel alone on the railways?
I have done, yes.
No instances of strange men
coming and talking to you?
Not before today, no.
- It's the first time that's happened?
- It is.
You're away for a few days?
Yes, I'm away for two nights.
I've left my husband and my two boys.
And he's in charge
for the next two days.
So there we are.
The railway is very liberating for you.
Yes, it gives me a chance to get away,
and also a chance for my husband
to experience what it's like
to have two boys all the time.
My next stop
is the genteel spa town of Harrogate.
But as I enter its familiar station,
it reminds me of more uncouth events.
So, this is Harrogate,
and I've been here any number of times
for Conservative Party conventions.
So Harrogate, which was historically
a town of natural baths and a spa,
for me has been the place
of political battles and sparring.
When trains first puffed into Harrogate
in 1848, they transformed the town.
Within 50 years, this exclusive spa
had become hugely popular
with the middle classes.
Bradshaw remarks of Harrogate,
"Amusements are not wanting."
"There is a racecourse and libraries
and collections in natural history."
"In 1835, the original little pump room
was superseded
by the present splendid building
which affords a pleasant promenade
and a library for the literary lounger."
"Balls and concerts are frequently
given here throughout the season.”
Harrogate has always stood
for refinement,
and in my view, it still does.
The biggest draw, though,
was the spa waters.
In Bradshaw's age,
most people came for medical reasons.
My guidebook says,
"To delicate constitutions,
it has often afforded relief
when stronger remedies have failed.”
It avoids mentioning that Harrogate
was also known as the Stinking Spa.
Even before I switch on the tap,
I can smell very strong sulphur.
(exclaims)
It is like drinking pure sulphur.
It's incredibly strong.
It better do you good. I hope it does.
Morning. I won't shake hands.
They're wet.
- Have you tasted the waters?
- No. I've heard about it.
- Are you going to taste them?
- Why not?
Have a go.
Tell me what you think of this.
- (man) I can smell it.
- Yeah.
- What does that taste like?
- Hard-boiled eggs.
- Rotten eggs, I would say.
- Yeah.
- Have you ever tasted this water?
- Er, no.
Nice big gulp.
Now, what do you think of that?
- Well, it's...
- What?
- (laughs) Do you want the truth?
- Yes.
It doesn't taste very nice,
but then it probably does you good.
Luckily, drinking the waters wasn't
the only way to enjoy their benefits.
My "Bradshaw's Guide" says,
"Numerous bathing establishments
for those who are advised to try their
remedial effects can be found here.”
Bradshaw's devotes paragraphs
recommending us to bathe
in the waters of Harrogate.
And so I feel that I should take a dip
before I leave town
in a former bath that became popular
in the Victorian era.
As the railway brought
ever more people to Harrogate,
the business of
treating invalids boomed.
The Royal Baths that opened in 1897
were thought to be the most advanced
spa complex in world.
All sorts of treatments were available,
including a new facility
called a Turkish bath.
- (Michael) Hello.
- (woman) Hello.
- Kit for one, please.
- Kit for one. There you go.
All this? All for me? Thank you.
In Bradshaw's Britain,
Turkish baths had become all the rage.
Historian Dr William Gould
is an expert on this Victorian fad.
So for the uninitiated,
explain the difference between a
Turkish bath and a regular public bath.
Well, the Turkish bath
essentially is based on the principle
of different rooms
which you move through,
from a cool room
into progressively hotter rooms.
And the idea is that you
go through a process of sweating.
How was it that
we got Turkish baths in Britain?
The great promoter of the Turkish bath
in the mid-19th century
was the Scottish diplomat
David Urquhart,
who had spent quite a bit of time in the
Ottoman Empire on diplomatic missions.
The Turkish bath had a kind of political
and social agenda attached to it,
particularly from
the point of view of David Urquhart,
who was a strong Turkophile,
and wanted to promote
aspects of Ottoman culture.
Urquhart hoped that the baths
would encourage support
for all things Turkish,
and introduce
a new style of public bathing
based on ambient heat
rather than immersion in water.
We have to remember that in these days,
most people didn't have baths
in their homes.
And so in any case,
public baths were a common institution.
Yes, and also there was this notion that
actually air is much cheaper than water,
and therefore sending somebody to
a Turkish bath to sweat out their filth
was obviously cheaper
than just immersing themselves in water.
There was a lot of medical literature
discussing the benefits of sweating
as a form of cleansing one's self
and using the methods
of the Turkish bath,
as opposed to what were seen
as the slightly grubby ways
in which the English
continued to wash themselves.
Do you think the railways
helped people to enjoy baths?
If they didn't have
a Turkish bath where they lived,
they could presumably travel
to these exotic places.
Yes. What we see is a massive increase
in the number of tourists
as a result of the railways.
Not so many people were diverted away
from Harrogate to the seaside resorts
as they were from the other spa towns
such as Bath and Leamington.
So Harrogate really flourished
as a result
of the coming of the railway in 1848.
It's a very nice place to relax,
so I'll let you take your ease.
- Thank you very much.
- Thank you so much.
At their peak, there were
around 600 Turkish baths in Britain.
Few remain today.
This one has been restored recently
and is now doing a roaring trade.
Hello, ladies. What brings you
to the baths at Harrogate?
- We're here for a hen weekend.
- Tracey's hen do.
- (Michael) A hen party?
- Yeah.
Have any of you ever been to one of
these baths abroad, maybe Turkey?
Yeah, I went to one in Turkey,
but it wasn't actually like this.
It was a little bit different.
There was stone slabs.
You kind of lay there for a long time
and then got loofahed by a big man.
(laughs)
Are you missing
the big man with the loofah?
Not particularly, no. I'm happy here.
Today, most visitors
to the spa are weekend trippers.
But in Bradshaw's time,
Victorian invalids often stayed
in Harrogate for many weeks,
and grand hotels offered them luxury.
My "Bradshaw's Guide"
recommends one
for the night,
but before entering its portals,
I'm meeting Malcolm Neeson who's
been researching the Harrogate cure.
(Malcolm) Hello.
What was it alleged that these waters
were going to help to treat?
Well, say you've got worms.
I mean, in the 17th century, about
90 percent of the population had worms.
These waters would cause you
to evacuate the offspring of the worms.
They'd kill the eggs inside you.
So it's a very effective way
of regaining health.
By Bradshaw's time,
Harrogate's hotels
offered a glamorous package
to make taking a cure
feel like a holiday.
So, supposing I'd arrived here in the
middle of the 19th century on the train
and I'd come down to stay
at the Crown Hotel,
what scene would have greeted me?
On the train,
that would be 1848 and after,
had you arrived then, you'd have
had a pretty raw frontage facing you.
All this stone was completely new, 1847.
There was also a bandstand.
The musicians used to play
quite early in the morning,
about six or seven o'clock. They were
there all day as a matter of fact.
Why did they play so early?
It was to do with drinking
the Harrogate waters.
The whole point about the waters
was they were a strong purge,
so you would not have breakfast,
then come out and drink the waters,
and parade about the town,
for obvious reasons.
I once tried it
with a group of American visitors.
Had to stop the walk in half an hour.
It's explosive power, the waters,
internally. Explosive.
- So you drank the waters...
- Before breakfast.
Before breakfast, and then it was safe
to go and have your egg and bacon.
- Hello.
- Good afternoon.
Michael Portillo checking in.
Had "Bradshaw's" mentioned
the potential for internal explosion,
I wouldn't have gulped so much.
Thank you for this.
Still, the health-giving waters
enabled me to awake reinvigorated
in good condition for my journey south.
So, farewell Harrogate.
It was refreshing to see it
through the eyes of a Victorian,
rather than coming here
as a 20th-century politician.
And I found the town a wonderfully
well-conserved Victorian place.
Very charming to visit.
I'm now travelling 18 miles
from this elegant town
to Yorkshire's industrial heartland,
Leeds.
Tickets, please.
(Michael) Thank you. Are you from Leeds?
No, from Harrogate.
I really enjoyed my visit
to Harrogate. It was very nice.
- It is a beautiful place.
- You enjoy living there?
I live in Knaresborough
which I think is even nicer again.
I loved it. Thank you very much indeed.
- Bye-bye.
- Bye-bye now.
The route through
the Yorkshire countryside
is dotted with impressive
feats of engineering,
like the stunning Crimple Valley
Viaduct, built around 1848.
Well, now I'm looking forward to Leeds,
which Bradshaw's describes as
"the great seat of the cloth trade."
"Several large factories and partnership
mills are established in the borough."
"However, most of the cloth is made
at home by the handloom weavers."
"About 16,000 looms
may be thus employed.”
Leeds received
its first modern railway in 1846.
Soon the trains helped
the local wool trade to graduate
from cottage industry
to manufacture on a vast scale.
They brought coal and raw materials
to feed the hungry mills
that sprung up all around,
spinning flax and wool.
One of these new factories,
Marshall's Mill,
was highly distinctive and scores
a mention in my "Bradshaw's Guide".
Local historian, Ken Gore,
knows it well.
I know what this building is
from the description in Bradshaw's.
It's Marshall's Mill.
He talks about a peculiar construction
in the Egyptian style,
which this certainly is.
Why would they build
a factory like that?
All the industrialists
were trying to outdo each other.
Someone built a mill chimney,
someone had to build a bigger chimney.
Someone built an ornate chimney, a more
ornate chimney, as with the factories.
When you built a mill,
if you've got the wealth,
you'd build one and show your
neighbours up. It was one-upmanship.
The new industries
brought huge wealth to the town,
but not everyone shared in the benefits.
The mill owners put
a huge amount of capital investment
into building their mills. What were
conditions like for the workers?
(Ken) Absolutely horrible,
for the children especially, because
the raw flax had to be sorted out,
which was a very dusty occupation.
And that was done by the children.
Then the hackling or heckling
was the next process,
where it had to be shredded
and shredded and shredded
until it was suitable to be spun.
A lot of children
lost fingers in the shredding machine.
(Michael) Horrible.
(Ken) One of the main diseases
in the factory was rickets,
because the lack of sunlight,
the lack of protein.
The average diet of the person
working in a factory in Leeds
would have been coffee and biscuits.
And a lot of the children were deformed,
bow legged etc.
Here at Marshall's Mill,
the story was no different.
(Ken) The gentleman who built the mill
was John Marshall.
One of his workers wrote
about the conditions in the factory.
It's a parody of
The House that Jack Built.
"This is the Lord, so very high born,
who treated his longwool friends
with scorn,
yet is joined with the man
all shaven and shorn
to lead John Bull by the nose
by talking of corn.”
"But if they don't mind,
they'll be tossed and torn
or be sent with the children
all forlorn
to twist from the flax
all heckled and torn
a rope for to hang themselves
in the morn
in front of the house that Jack built."
- Very bitter stuff, isn't it?
- It is, yes.
So that's what the workers
actually thought about him.
I'm now moving on from Leeds,
heading west.
My route follows the River Aire,
through the heartland
of Britain's textile industry.
Conditions in factories were horrible
for most of the 19th century,
and children were often used
in dangerous occupations.
But I'm on my way now to a place
where a paternalistic mill owner
with a social conscience tried
to make things better for his employees.
I'm bound for Saltaire,
three miles west of Bradford.
In the 19th century,
a vast factory was built here
to take advantage of the railway line.
It was followed by neat rows of houses
just across the tracks.
Today, this town
is a World Heritage Site,
but in the 1860s,
Saltaire was a startling innovation.
According to Bradshaw's,
this place owes its origin
to the erection of an immense mill
on the banks of the River Aire
by Titus Salt Esquire.
And Titus and wanted
the entire neighbouring area
to be a model town for his workers.
Titus Salt was a rich entrepreneur
who'd made his fortune in Bradford,
where he saw the terrible conditions
of workers at first hand.
In the 1850s, the railways enabled him
to set up his business on a new site.
The move gave him the opportunity
to give his workers a better life.
He built them a brand-new town
with 824 solid-stone homes,
as well as public buildings
like a school and a hospital.
In return for living
in decent housing like this,
Titus Salt expected his workers
to live by very strict rules.
And you can buy a copy of them
in the village shop.
He expected people to be good, obedient,
honest, hard-working, cheerful.
They weren't to hang out their washing
in front of their houses,
and anyone who was inebriated
would be evicted.
So he was trying not only
to provide good housing for his workers,
he was also trying
to make them better people.
- Hello, ladies.
- Good afternoon.
What a lovely bakery.
I'm just wondering, do you stick
to the rules of Saltaire village?
The first rule is to be cheerful.
Are you always cheerful?
- We stick with that one, I do.
- Definitely, definitely.
Do you ever hang out your washing
in front of your properties?
No, you're not allowed.
- No. And you never do, do you?
- No.
Are you always clean and hard working?
- Definitely.
- Oh, yes.
And never inebriated.
- Never. Oh, never.
- No.
- And do you ever tell fibs?
- No, I've never told a lie in my life.
Oh, no. No.
It's been a great pleasure to meet you.
Thank you so much.
- Bye-bye.
- Bye.
Titus Salt spent
nearly half a million pounds
building Saltaire mill and village,
then a huge sum.
He could afford it only because in 1836,
he'd had a stroke of genius.
In this wonderfully preserved
museum of a village,
the school building gives us a clue
as to how Titus Salt made his money.
Two alpacas.
He went down
to the Liverpool docks one day
and they used to use alpaca fleeces
as ballast in ships
coming from South America.
And then they were just tossed away.
And Titus Salt
thought this is ridiculous
to waste the alpaca fleeces in this way,
and he devised a way of using it.
A way of spinning alpaca
into a beautiful fine soft cloth.
He began transporting alpaca fleeces
by rail from the docks,
and was soon producing
30,000 yards of cloth a week.
The new fabric quickly became popular
as a cheaper alternative to silk,
and as its inventor,
Titus Salt, became
one of the richest man in Yorkshire.
The Peruvians stopped exporting
alpaca fleeces in the 1980s
when they set up
their own manufacturing business.
But the story carries on
on a farm just outside Saltaire.
- (woman) Hello.
- Hello, I'm Michael.
Hello, I'm Shiona.
Lovely to see you.
I've come to see some alpaca.
Well, it's feeding time,
the alpacas are out in the rain.
We'll see if we can persuade them
to come down.
(Shiona) Come on!
Shiona Whitecross
has been raising alpacas since 1998.
Come on! Come on then.
She runs a small-scale business
selling animals,
and sending fleeces off to be spun,
just like Titus Salt's.
They're very sweet
and they're pretty shy.
What else can you tell me about them?
Well, the fleece is equivalent
to cashmere really.
They have something called lustre
which means that they shine.
- This back one is a nice example.
- Yes, lovely.
Partly because she's wet, but
she does have a beautiful shiny fleece.
And that was something that
Queen Victoria was really impressed by,
because it was really fine,
really lightweight,
and it had a natural sheen to it.
(Michael) I suppose alpaca
are quite rare in Britain.
(Shiona) They would have been
at one stage,
but they aren't now.
The numbers are increasing.
There's about 20,000 in the UK
that are registered.
These days, alpacas
are also popular with farmers
because they are said
to keep foxes at bay.
So with an ever-increasing number
of alpaca in Britain,
could we look forward to
large-scale production of alpaca cloth?
I would hope that's the way
it's going to go,
and, yes,
1 would look forward to that really.
- They're getting a bit used to me now.
- They are. They're naturally curious.
This is Holly. She likes smelling hair.
(Shiona laughs)
Once again, I feel lucky to be
travelling with the "Bradshaw's Guide".
It consistently leads me to hidden
corners of our national history,
and even to extraordinary examples
of how we live our lives today.
I really enjoyed going to Harrogate
without anyone asking me
to make a political speech.
And I thought Saltaire was a fantastic
example of Victorian idealism.
And as for the alpaca,
well, I really fell for them.
And I never expected
to meet them for the first time
in Yorkshire of all places.
On the next leg of my journey,
I'll be hearing how textile recycling
started in 19th-century Yorkshire...
(man) When the rags came here,
thousands of tons
from all over the world,
they were auctioned on a regular basis
here at the station.
...seeing how Victorians
made rhubarb grow in the dark...
Are there any secrets left
in your process?
I can't tell you unless we'll have
to bury you under the rhubarb roots.
...and uncovering railway treasures
with a descendant
of George Bradshaw himself.
Oh, my goodness.
That is so beautiful.
transformed travel in Britain.
His name was George Bradshaw,
and his railway guides inspired
the Victorians to take to the tracks.
Stop by stop,
he told them where to travel,
what to see and where to stay.
Now, 170 years later,
I'm making a series of journeys across
the length and breadth of the country
to see what of Bradshaw's Britain
remains.
I'm almost halfway through my journey
from the Northeast of England
to the Midlands.
My Victorian railway guidebook
is now well thumbed,
and I'm enjoying its quirks.
The more I use my Bradshaw's Guide,
the more I enjoy it.
He wasn't afraid to say
what he liked and what he didn't.
He loved progress, but also
the established order of rural families.
He praises natural scenery,
but also the massive
new structures of engineering.
He vividly describes a country
being transformed by the railways
from Bradshaw's Britain
to the Britain that we know today.
It's a very individual guide,
and I will use Bradshaw's perspective
to understand both history
and who the British are now.
On this leg of the journey,
I'll be hearing how Victorian women
reacted to the railways...
Women reputedly
used to hide pins in their lips,
so if a man actually stole
a kiss from them
as they went through
a railway tunnel in the dark,
obviously their lips were lacerated.
...sampling the benefits of
Harrogate's famous spa waters...
The whole point about the waters
was they were a strong purge.
It's explosive power internally.
Explosive.
...and meeting some alpacas
whose fleeces made a Victorian fortune.
(woman) This is Holly.
She likes smelling hair.
(woman laughs)
Since starting this journey
in Newcastle,
I've moved south
along some of the first railway lines.
Next I'll be exploring the industrial
belt around Leeds and Sheffield,
before crossing
into rural Leicestershire,
ending up at picturesque Melton Mowbray.
On this stretch,
I'll be passing through York,
on my way to the spa town of Harrogate,
then travelling to Leeds,
before reaching Saltaire,
the model town of
a Victorian paternalist.
The first part of my route
takes me through North Yorkshire,
and I need to change trains
in the cathedral city of York.
In the 19th century, the ancient Minster
was joined by
a magnificent Victorian station;
the biggest in Britain
when it opened in 1877.
And ever since,
it's been an important railway hub
with thousands of passengers
passing through every day.
When I was about five or six years old,
I remember coming on an overnight train
to Scotland with my mother
to visit her parents,
and the train stopped
in the middle of the night at York.
In those days,
York was written around these pillars.
And sitting in the compartment,
my mother caught me trying
to peer round the side of the pillar.
The reason was, I'd never heard of York.
I'd only heard of New York.
I was looking for the word "New".
My mother thought
I was impossibly stupid
to think that New York
lay between King's Cross and Edinburgh.
Today, we think nothing
of taking the train.
But in Bradshaw's era,
the advent of railway travel
raised tricky social
and even moral issues.
Trains were both exciting and risky.
The new technology
aroused fears about safety,
but the railways also brought
new opportunities, especially for women.
While I wait for my connection,
historian Di Drummond
is going to tell me more.
How did woman react to
the possibility of travelling by train?
And how did the railways
react to the women?
There's a lot of evidence
to say women really took to it,
particularly the middle-class women.
Railway companies sometimes were not
so confident about women travelling,
particularly travelling alone.
Husbands and fathers
were not so keen either.
The Duke of Wellington
told his son off very soundly
for allowing his wife to travel alone
on a train, which was awful.
In the early 19th century,
women travellers
were usually chaperoned,
but soon some women
began using the trains unaccompanied,
raising fears about their safety.
(Di) One of the early railway guides
actually says
that there is no worse a place
where women could be insulted,
as they put it,
than in a railway carriage.
And it's a problem because
in those days, it was a closed carriage.
You opened the door, you got in.
You couldn't move along a corridor
to get out of the way.
So if you got on board
with somebody who was threatening,
you couldn't get out of the way.
And there were
no communication cords until 1864.
(Michael) In those days, the carriages
were divided into thin compartments.
There was no corridor either
along the side or down the middle.
Once you're in the compartment,
that was it.
(Di) Until you get to the next station.
For women, obviously, it was
the fear of being attacked on the train,
to being molested,
even possibly raped or murdered.
And I've not heard about it
in this country,
but in 19th-century Austria
and also in France,
women reputedly
used to hide pins in their lips
so if a man actually
stole a kiss from them
as they went through a railway tunnel
in the dark,
obviously their lips were lacerated.
You know, pretty nasty.
Femme fatale, or nearly fatale anyway.
But for most women,
train travel was a revelation.
I can see that for women...
New opportunity to travel, this is
by definition liberating, isn't it?
Yes. I think it's mostly the
middle-class women to start off with.
Working-class women,
obviously it takes more time.
But by the time you get to the 1860s,
you've got features like special trains
being chartered from Edinburgh
to take the herring girls
down the coast,
right through to Yarmouth
by the end of the season,
as they follow the shoals of herring.
(Michael) Of course,
the most famous Victorian lady,
Queen Victoria, travelled by train.
(Di) Yes, indeed,
and that made train travel very popular.
If it was good enough for the royals,
it was good enough
for those who could afford it.
Trains were equalisers
that shook social conventions.
With that in mind,
I take the opportunity
of my journey west to Harrogate to talk
to some 21st-century women travellers.
As a woman, do you sometimes
travel alone on the railways?
I have done, yes.
No instances of strange men
coming and talking to you?
Not before today, no.
- It's the first time that's happened?
- It is.
You're away for a few days?
Yes, I'm away for two nights.
I've left my husband and my two boys.
And he's in charge
for the next two days.
So there we are.
The railway is very liberating for you.
Yes, it gives me a chance to get away,
and also a chance for my husband
to experience what it's like
to have two boys all the time.
My next stop
is the genteel spa town of Harrogate.
But as I enter its familiar station,
it reminds me of more uncouth events.
So, this is Harrogate,
and I've been here any number of times
for Conservative Party conventions.
So Harrogate, which was historically
a town of natural baths and a spa,
for me has been the place
of political battles and sparring.
When trains first puffed into Harrogate
in 1848, they transformed the town.
Within 50 years, this exclusive spa
had become hugely popular
with the middle classes.
Bradshaw remarks of Harrogate,
"Amusements are not wanting."
"There is a racecourse and libraries
and collections in natural history."
"In 1835, the original little pump room
was superseded
by the present splendid building
which affords a pleasant promenade
and a library for the literary lounger."
"Balls and concerts are frequently
given here throughout the season.”
Harrogate has always stood
for refinement,
and in my view, it still does.
The biggest draw, though,
was the spa waters.
In Bradshaw's age,
most people came for medical reasons.
My guidebook says,
"To delicate constitutions,
it has often afforded relief
when stronger remedies have failed.”
It avoids mentioning that Harrogate
was also known as the Stinking Spa.
Even before I switch on the tap,
I can smell very strong sulphur.
(exclaims)
It is like drinking pure sulphur.
It's incredibly strong.
It better do you good. I hope it does.
Morning. I won't shake hands.
They're wet.
- Have you tasted the waters?
- No. I've heard about it.
- Are you going to taste them?
- Why not?
Have a go.
Tell me what you think of this.
- (man) I can smell it.
- Yeah.
- What does that taste like?
- Hard-boiled eggs.
- Rotten eggs, I would say.
- Yeah.
- Have you ever tasted this water?
- Er, no.
Nice big gulp.
Now, what do you think of that?
- Well, it's...
- What?
- (laughs) Do you want the truth?
- Yes.
It doesn't taste very nice,
but then it probably does you good.
Luckily, drinking the waters wasn't
the only way to enjoy their benefits.
My "Bradshaw's Guide" says,
"Numerous bathing establishments
for those who are advised to try their
remedial effects can be found here.”
Bradshaw's devotes paragraphs
recommending us to bathe
in the waters of Harrogate.
And so I feel that I should take a dip
before I leave town
in a former bath that became popular
in the Victorian era.
As the railway brought
ever more people to Harrogate,
the business of
treating invalids boomed.
The Royal Baths that opened in 1897
were thought to be the most advanced
spa complex in world.
All sorts of treatments were available,
including a new facility
called a Turkish bath.
- (Michael) Hello.
- (woman) Hello.
- Kit for one, please.
- Kit for one. There you go.
All this? All for me? Thank you.
In Bradshaw's Britain,
Turkish baths had become all the rage.
Historian Dr William Gould
is an expert on this Victorian fad.
So for the uninitiated,
explain the difference between a
Turkish bath and a regular public bath.
Well, the Turkish bath
essentially is based on the principle
of different rooms
which you move through,
from a cool room
into progressively hotter rooms.
And the idea is that you
go through a process of sweating.
How was it that
we got Turkish baths in Britain?
The great promoter of the Turkish bath
in the mid-19th century
was the Scottish diplomat
David Urquhart,
who had spent quite a bit of time in the
Ottoman Empire on diplomatic missions.
The Turkish bath had a kind of political
and social agenda attached to it,
particularly from
the point of view of David Urquhart,
who was a strong Turkophile,
and wanted to promote
aspects of Ottoman culture.
Urquhart hoped that the baths
would encourage support
for all things Turkish,
and introduce
a new style of public bathing
based on ambient heat
rather than immersion in water.
We have to remember that in these days,
most people didn't have baths
in their homes.
And so in any case,
public baths were a common institution.
Yes, and also there was this notion that
actually air is much cheaper than water,
and therefore sending somebody to
a Turkish bath to sweat out their filth
was obviously cheaper
than just immersing themselves in water.
There was a lot of medical literature
discussing the benefits of sweating
as a form of cleansing one's self
and using the methods
of the Turkish bath,
as opposed to what were seen
as the slightly grubby ways
in which the English
continued to wash themselves.
Do you think the railways
helped people to enjoy baths?
If they didn't have
a Turkish bath where they lived,
they could presumably travel
to these exotic places.
Yes. What we see is a massive increase
in the number of tourists
as a result of the railways.
Not so many people were diverted away
from Harrogate to the seaside resorts
as they were from the other spa towns
such as Bath and Leamington.
So Harrogate really flourished
as a result
of the coming of the railway in 1848.
It's a very nice place to relax,
so I'll let you take your ease.
- Thank you very much.
- Thank you so much.
At their peak, there were
around 600 Turkish baths in Britain.
Few remain today.
This one has been restored recently
and is now doing a roaring trade.
Hello, ladies. What brings you
to the baths at Harrogate?
- We're here for a hen weekend.
- Tracey's hen do.
- (Michael) A hen party?
- Yeah.
Have any of you ever been to one of
these baths abroad, maybe Turkey?
Yeah, I went to one in Turkey,
but it wasn't actually like this.
It was a little bit different.
There was stone slabs.
You kind of lay there for a long time
and then got loofahed by a big man.
(laughs)
Are you missing
the big man with the loofah?
Not particularly, no. I'm happy here.
Today, most visitors
to the spa are weekend trippers.
But in Bradshaw's time,
Victorian invalids often stayed
in Harrogate for many weeks,
and grand hotels offered them luxury.
My "Bradshaw's Guide"
recommends one
for the night,
but before entering its portals,
I'm meeting Malcolm Neeson who's
been researching the Harrogate cure.
(Malcolm) Hello.
What was it alleged that these waters
were going to help to treat?
Well, say you've got worms.
I mean, in the 17th century, about
90 percent of the population had worms.
These waters would cause you
to evacuate the offspring of the worms.
They'd kill the eggs inside you.
So it's a very effective way
of regaining health.
By Bradshaw's time,
Harrogate's hotels
offered a glamorous package
to make taking a cure
feel like a holiday.
So, supposing I'd arrived here in the
middle of the 19th century on the train
and I'd come down to stay
at the Crown Hotel,
what scene would have greeted me?
On the train,
that would be 1848 and after,
had you arrived then, you'd have
had a pretty raw frontage facing you.
All this stone was completely new, 1847.
There was also a bandstand.
The musicians used to play
quite early in the morning,
about six or seven o'clock. They were
there all day as a matter of fact.
Why did they play so early?
It was to do with drinking
the Harrogate waters.
The whole point about the waters
was they were a strong purge,
so you would not have breakfast,
then come out and drink the waters,
and parade about the town,
for obvious reasons.
I once tried it
with a group of American visitors.
Had to stop the walk in half an hour.
It's explosive power, the waters,
internally. Explosive.
- So you drank the waters...
- Before breakfast.
Before breakfast, and then it was safe
to go and have your egg and bacon.
- Hello.
- Good afternoon.
Michael Portillo checking in.
Had "Bradshaw's" mentioned
the potential for internal explosion,
I wouldn't have gulped so much.
Thank you for this.
Still, the health-giving waters
enabled me to awake reinvigorated
in good condition for my journey south.
So, farewell Harrogate.
It was refreshing to see it
through the eyes of a Victorian,
rather than coming here
as a 20th-century politician.
And I found the town a wonderfully
well-conserved Victorian place.
Very charming to visit.
I'm now travelling 18 miles
from this elegant town
to Yorkshire's industrial heartland,
Leeds.
Tickets, please.
(Michael) Thank you. Are you from Leeds?
No, from Harrogate.
I really enjoyed my visit
to Harrogate. It was very nice.
- It is a beautiful place.
- You enjoy living there?
I live in Knaresborough
which I think is even nicer again.
I loved it. Thank you very much indeed.
- Bye-bye.
- Bye-bye now.
The route through
the Yorkshire countryside
is dotted with impressive
feats of engineering,
like the stunning Crimple Valley
Viaduct, built around 1848.
Well, now I'm looking forward to Leeds,
which Bradshaw's describes as
"the great seat of the cloth trade."
"Several large factories and partnership
mills are established in the borough."
"However, most of the cloth is made
at home by the handloom weavers."
"About 16,000 looms
may be thus employed.”
Leeds received
its first modern railway in 1846.
Soon the trains helped
the local wool trade to graduate
from cottage industry
to manufacture on a vast scale.
They brought coal and raw materials
to feed the hungry mills
that sprung up all around,
spinning flax and wool.
One of these new factories,
Marshall's Mill,
was highly distinctive and scores
a mention in my "Bradshaw's Guide".
Local historian, Ken Gore,
knows it well.
I know what this building is
from the description in Bradshaw's.
It's Marshall's Mill.
He talks about a peculiar construction
in the Egyptian style,
which this certainly is.
Why would they build
a factory like that?
All the industrialists
were trying to outdo each other.
Someone built a mill chimney,
someone had to build a bigger chimney.
Someone built an ornate chimney, a more
ornate chimney, as with the factories.
When you built a mill,
if you've got the wealth,
you'd build one and show your
neighbours up. It was one-upmanship.
The new industries
brought huge wealth to the town,
but not everyone shared in the benefits.
The mill owners put
a huge amount of capital investment
into building their mills. What were
conditions like for the workers?
(Ken) Absolutely horrible,
for the children especially, because
the raw flax had to be sorted out,
which was a very dusty occupation.
And that was done by the children.
Then the hackling or heckling
was the next process,
where it had to be shredded
and shredded and shredded
until it was suitable to be spun.
A lot of children
lost fingers in the shredding machine.
(Michael) Horrible.
(Ken) One of the main diseases
in the factory was rickets,
because the lack of sunlight,
the lack of protein.
The average diet of the person
working in a factory in Leeds
would have been coffee and biscuits.
And a lot of the children were deformed,
bow legged etc.
Here at Marshall's Mill,
the story was no different.
(Ken) The gentleman who built the mill
was John Marshall.
One of his workers wrote
about the conditions in the factory.
It's a parody of
The House that Jack Built.
"This is the Lord, so very high born,
who treated his longwool friends
with scorn,
yet is joined with the man
all shaven and shorn
to lead John Bull by the nose
by talking of corn.”
"But if they don't mind,
they'll be tossed and torn
or be sent with the children
all forlorn
to twist from the flax
all heckled and torn
a rope for to hang themselves
in the morn
in front of the house that Jack built."
- Very bitter stuff, isn't it?
- It is, yes.
So that's what the workers
actually thought about him.
I'm now moving on from Leeds,
heading west.
My route follows the River Aire,
through the heartland
of Britain's textile industry.
Conditions in factories were horrible
for most of the 19th century,
and children were often used
in dangerous occupations.
But I'm on my way now to a place
where a paternalistic mill owner
with a social conscience tried
to make things better for his employees.
I'm bound for Saltaire,
three miles west of Bradford.
In the 19th century,
a vast factory was built here
to take advantage of the railway line.
It was followed by neat rows of houses
just across the tracks.
Today, this town
is a World Heritage Site,
but in the 1860s,
Saltaire was a startling innovation.
According to Bradshaw's,
this place owes its origin
to the erection of an immense mill
on the banks of the River Aire
by Titus Salt Esquire.
And Titus and wanted
the entire neighbouring area
to be a model town for his workers.
Titus Salt was a rich entrepreneur
who'd made his fortune in Bradford,
where he saw the terrible conditions
of workers at first hand.
In the 1850s, the railways enabled him
to set up his business on a new site.
The move gave him the opportunity
to give his workers a better life.
He built them a brand-new town
with 824 solid-stone homes,
as well as public buildings
like a school and a hospital.
In return for living
in decent housing like this,
Titus Salt expected his workers
to live by very strict rules.
And you can buy a copy of them
in the village shop.
He expected people to be good, obedient,
honest, hard-working, cheerful.
They weren't to hang out their washing
in front of their houses,
and anyone who was inebriated
would be evicted.
So he was trying not only
to provide good housing for his workers,
he was also trying
to make them better people.
- Hello, ladies.
- Good afternoon.
What a lovely bakery.
I'm just wondering, do you stick
to the rules of Saltaire village?
The first rule is to be cheerful.
Are you always cheerful?
- We stick with that one, I do.
- Definitely, definitely.
Do you ever hang out your washing
in front of your properties?
No, you're not allowed.
- No. And you never do, do you?
- No.
Are you always clean and hard working?
- Definitely.
- Oh, yes.
And never inebriated.
- Never. Oh, never.
- No.
- And do you ever tell fibs?
- No, I've never told a lie in my life.
Oh, no. No.
It's been a great pleasure to meet you.
Thank you so much.
- Bye-bye.
- Bye.
Titus Salt spent
nearly half a million pounds
building Saltaire mill and village,
then a huge sum.
He could afford it only because in 1836,
he'd had a stroke of genius.
In this wonderfully preserved
museum of a village,
the school building gives us a clue
as to how Titus Salt made his money.
Two alpacas.
He went down
to the Liverpool docks one day
and they used to use alpaca fleeces
as ballast in ships
coming from South America.
And then they were just tossed away.
And Titus Salt
thought this is ridiculous
to waste the alpaca fleeces in this way,
and he devised a way of using it.
A way of spinning alpaca
into a beautiful fine soft cloth.
He began transporting alpaca fleeces
by rail from the docks,
and was soon producing
30,000 yards of cloth a week.
The new fabric quickly became popular
as a cheaper alternative to silk,
and as its inventor,
Titus Salt, became
one of the richest man in Yorkshire.
The Peruvians stopped exporting
alpaca fleeces in the 1980s
when they set up
their own manufacturing business.
But the story carries on
on a farm just outside Saltaire.
- (woman) Hello.
- Hello, I'm Michael.
Hello, I'm Shiona.
Lovely to see you.
I've come to see some alpaca.
Well, it's feeding time,
the alpacas are out in the rain.
We'll see if we can persuade them
to come down.
(Shiona) Come on!
Shiona Whitecross
has been raising alpacas since 1998.
Come on! Come on then.
She runs a small-scale business
selling animals,
and sending fleeces off to be spun,
just like Titus Salt's.
They're very sweet
and they're pretty shy.
What else can you tell me about them?
Well, the fleece is equivalent
to cashmere really.
They have something called lustre
which means that they shine.
- This back one is a nice example.
- Yes, lovely.
Partly because she's wet, but
she does have a beautiful shiny fleece.
And that was something that
Queen Victoria was really impressed by,
because it was really fine,
really lightweight,
and it had a natural sheen to it.
(Michael) I suppose alpaca
are quite rare in Britain.
(Shiona) They would have been
at one stage,
but they aren't now.
The numbers are increasing.
There's about 20,000 in the UK
that are registered.
These days, alpacas
are also popular with farmers
because they are said
to keep foxes at bay.
So with an ever-increasing number
of alpaca in Britain,
could we look forward to
large-scale production of alpaca cloth?
I would hope that's the way
it's going to go,
and, yes,
1 would look forward to that really.
- They're getting a bit used to me now.
- They are. They're naturally curious.
This is Holly. She likes smelling hair.
(Shiona laughs)
Once again, I feel lucky to be
travelling with the "Bradshaw's Guide".
It consistently leads me to hidden
corners of our national history,
and even to extraordinary examples
of how we live our lives today.
I really enjoyed going to Harrogate
without anyone asking me
to make a political speech.
And I thought Saltaire was a fantastic
example of Victorian idealism.
And as for the alpaca,
well, I really fell for them.
And I never expected
to meet them for the first time
in Yorkshire of all places.
On the next leg of my journey,
I'll be hearing how textile recycling
started in 19th-century Yorkshire...
(man) When the rags came here,
thousands of tons
from all over the world,
they were auctioned on a regular basis
here at the station.
...seeing how Victorians
made rhubarb grow in the dark...
Are there any secrets left
in your process?
I can't tell you unless we'll have
to bury you under the rhubarb roots.
...and uncovering railway treasures
with a descendant
of George Bradshaw himself.
Oh, my goodness.
That is so beautiful.