The Cuckoo has left the nest

Our first spring in our new home in the little West Yorkshire village of Marsden has officially begun with arrival of the cuckoo last weekend. This eccentric festival celebrates a local legend that the arrival of the cuckoo into the village co-insides with the arrival of spring and the better weather.

We were spoilt with some beautiful weather as we followed the giant cuckoo around the village together with a precession of musicians and dancers - we took part in the duck race too but sadly lady luck was not on our side/duck.

As we left the festival goers behind, we took a path up into the hills for a breezy walk along the moors where we could still hear the bands playing in the village. We had a lovely time welcoming the cuckoo to Marsden and we’ll be back again next year, but before that we have the Marsden jazz festival to look forward to in October.