Brandy Wharf

There are some places  that you don’t really want to visit but somehow they attract you like a magnet.  St Denis in Paris was one such place.  On two occasions we accidentally managed to take the exit road to this suburb of Paris while travelling the ring road around the city.  We now have a similar magnet in Lincolnshire – Brandy Wharf!

A few weeks ago Paul set off with Rick and his trailer to get a load of compost for his new vegetable plot.  He got lost on his way home and ended up at Brandy Wharf, a small hamlet next to the River Ancholme.  This morning we set off for another cycle ride; Paul promised me it would only be a bit longer than yesterday’s ride.  We were not supposed to go anywhere near Brandy Wharf but, you guessed it, we did!  Paul was very puzzled as to how we had got there but checked his map and found a short cut home alongside the river.  It was a rough track but quite a pleasant ride.  I’m not so sure it was a short cut though.

Brandy Wharf

Legend suggests Brandy Wharf has links with smuggling but another story is that its name is derived from some Viking settlers named Brande.  They became stranded after their invasion in 867AD so set up a ferry service across the River Ancholme. The west bank pick-up point became known as Brande’s Wharf.  Until recently it was famous for its Cider Centre but sadly that closed in 2014.