I’m not sure they’ll still be accepting applications for this job and its tempting salary! But either way….. No perquisites! 😀
The ‘mesne manor’ of Carleton Hall, one mile south-east of Penrith, was “formerly the residence of the ancient family of the Carletons, who appear to have been settled here from soon after the time of the conquest, until the failure of male issue by the death of Robert Carleton, Esq., in 1707.” This occurred after seven successive generations of Thomas Carletons as the ‘man of the house’, and the Hall was then purchased by John Pattinson of Penrith, attorney-at-law.
In 1828, Thomas Lord Wallace sold the hall and manor to John Cowper, Esq. “The grounds and walks owe many of their attractions to the correct taste of Mrs Wallace, widow of James Wallace, Esq., His Majesty’s Attorney-General, and mother of the above-named Lord Wallace. That lady succeeded in rendering Carleton one of the most beautiful spots in this part of England…”
During the first half of the twentieth century it was the home of the Carleton-Cowper family.
The Grade II* Listed Building is described as early 18th Century, with alterations made later that century. It was restored in 1859 and partly rebuilt in 1937.
The name ‘Carleton’ originates from the Old English words ‘ceorl, ‘carle’ or ‘charle’, which mean ‘farmer’ or ‘free peasant’, plus ‘tūn’ a ‘vill’ or ‘settlement’. The meaning is therefore: ‘settlement of farmers’, as a result of which prolific originations the place names and surnames of Carlton, Carleton and Charlton are quite common in England.
During the war years of 1940-43 the hall was occupied by the Furze Close School and from 1943-46 it was a military hospital.
In May, 1950, the hall was occupied by the Cumberland and Westmorland Constabulary, forerunner of the Cumbria Constabulary which in turn came into existence when the modern, non-metropolitan county of Cumbria was created in May 1974, at which time both entities absorbed small areas from North Yorkshire (the Sedbergh area) and Lancashire (the South Lakes and Furness). Cumbria is the second-largest county in England, at 2613 sq.ml. (6,767 sq.km.).
Related old buildings nearby which used to be the stables, carriage houses, etc., frame three sides of a courtyard which during police years has been known as the ‘traffic yard’, where the vehicle repair garages are located. The rest of the police headquarters consists of modern buildings of various ages.
Steve Shearwater: When I was stationed at H.Q. Traffic (nowadays known as the Roads Policing Unit), back in the late 1970s and early 1980s, the main entrance foyer of the old building at Carleton Hall was still lined with large, grand oil paintings, with eyes that — according to several of my former ‘control room’ colleagues who like myself used to do security checks through the hall at all hours of night — would “follow you around,” always seeming to be looking at you wherever you walked. Given that the only illumination, by necessity for security checks, was a small flashlight, the autonomous, random creaking of ancient floorboards and the legend of the ‘grey lady’ ghost added to the experience! I presume that the oil paintings and the grey lady are all still there.
Specifically on the subject of the ghost, Gordon Mackenzie fascinatingly writes: “I would be about 7 or 8, so maybe 1965/6, my dad [the headquarters caretaker] had a workshop in the cellar of Carleton Hall next to the Armoury and which was eventually used to store weapons in about the 1970’s. We used to live in one of the cottages which became the printing Dept in 1977 and I used to go and see the old man at night in his workshop, no security in those days. I asked him one day about the ghost. My Dad was very private and we had a struggle to get anything out of him about his childhood and war service, but this night he opened up to me about the ‘grey lady’. He said that he saw her on several occasions and not to be scared of her, and that she had a friendly face and was a guardian of Carleton Hall. She was searching for her baby daughter that her husband had killed in a fit of anger because he wanted a son and heir! The old man never spoke about the ‘grey lady’ again and would not repeat what he said to me, he denied it. A long time ago but one of those moments in my life that I will never forget. Carleton Hall can be a bit spooky to some but we never felt anything like that, I suppose we were used to it having grown up there.”
In this context, Heather Thompson has mentioned that some of the staff in the Admin. Dept., located in the actual Hall, hated working overtime because when it was time to leave they found the deserted building creepy.
More recollections from serving/retired police officers and staff about any suitable H.Q. topics would be very welcome for inclusion on this page (side-issue pages can easily be added). Please post any pertinent, non-controversial comments in the ‘Replies’ box, below, and if possible perhaps also send digitised images for inclusion (all info & images will be credited to the sender).
- The history and antiquities of Cumberland: with biographical notices and memoirs, 1840, by Samuel Jefferson, Vol. 1; pages 93-4.
- The history and antiquities of the counties of Westmorland and Cumberland, Vol. 2; pages 403-4.
- British Listed Buildings
Acknowledgements (other than those mentioned in the actual article, above):
- Mark Jenkins
First posted: 1 March, 2017
If I had trepidation when my police novel ‘My Cup Runneth Over’ was first published almost four months ago — and believe me I did — I can guarantee that at least 90 per cent of that worry was the fear about what my former police colleagues would make of it! I had no doubt whatsoever that they could potentially become my fiercest critics. It seems to be a result of the job, or perhaps a qualification for it, that police officers can be both critical by nature and never shy to voice their opinion. (Don’t tell them I said that 😀 )
We all know that novels must typically omit boring routine and thus condense action into a far shorter time span than that in which it will probably occur in reality, and also that at least some exaggeration is equally essential in order to maintain a good story. In this sense, the enjoyable Inspector Morse television series always made me laugh: Not only did Morse and Lewis deal with murders in Oxford at a rate that would have represented a national epidemic of homicides, let alone in such a relatively nice city, but those two men inevitably solved the crimes with little assistance in what would inevitably have been scenarios involving dozens and maybe sometimes hundreds of officers. And they achieved it within the duration of one or at most two television episodes, too, instead of sometimes needing months of graft. Oh, and Morse’s reluctance to reveal his first name was farcical — it would have to be used on every report and statement he ever wrote, let alone announced each time he gave evidence in court — but it made for a good story. Yet addressing that ‘willing suspension of disbelief’ by readers is part of how popular stories are written.
Anyway, just as I have been overwhelmed by the generosity of the comments all people have made about my novel, so I have been stunned by the great reception it has received from those ‘dreaded’ police officers! I’m not a fan of repetition but this aspect to me is so special that here are highlights of their reviews to date (oldest first):
13 December 2016, Mr M.A. Johnston: “A brilliantly written book… The book is written, and reads, very much along the lines of the James Herriot books, and in my view is equally as well written and laid out… if you only buy one book to read this Christmas make it this one. You won’t be disappointed.”
16 December 2016, James Wilson: “I sat and read [your book] in one sitting, really enjoyed it. Rural policing as it should be. Looking forward to the next installment…”
5 January 2017, Cliff Heaney (retired sergeant): “I have just completed the last few chapters of your book My Cup Runneth Over and felt compelled to let you know how much I enjoyed reading it. As a retired police officer myself from that era it felt like I had been transported back in time. It was as if I was stood there beside you at some of the incidents and events you describe.
The highs and lows of policing do leave their mark on the people you deal with and the individual officers themselves. To my mind you have done an excellent job telling the stories the way you have, that in turn create the memories that an old copper like me can relate too. Thank you for that and good luck with the book. I’ll be on the look out for your next one!“
5 January 2017, John Forrester: “I’m enjoying every word.” – and, (in response to the above from Cliff Heaney) – “I echo the same sentiment, as a retired sergeant [myself]. I’m also on the last couple of chapters and can relate to the incidents etc. A riveting read.”
7 January 2017, John Thorburn: “I thought it was brill’, a little rumour, a little true life and lots of fun as we had in those days…”
24 January 2017, Dick Base: “Good read, My Cup Runneth Over… It has certainly made me reminisce.”
Alan Gardner: “I have just finished reading your book and thoroughly enjoyed it. I have for some time been writing a few stories that jumped to mind about my own time in the police. mainly for my grandchildren to read… Have to say however, that I’m not in the same writing league as you…”
Peter Lilley: “Just wanted to let you know how much I enjoyed your book. My father, Jack Lilley, was inspector at Keswick from 1959 until his death in 1967, during which time we lived at the police station. Your stories brought many happy memories of accompanying my father on his frequent visits to outlying farms and his regular weekly ‘points’ with the village bobbies. It was great fun trying to identify the locations used in your yarns! Dad was also a member of Keswick Mountain Rescue Team – all your tales of the goings on and local events rang so true! When’s the next book due out? Can’t wait!”
26 January 2017, David Mayer [USA]: “Very good book and easy to read. I would recommend this to anyone, it’s a good insight to the policing in a rural place in the Lake District, very funny with some of the stories. Well done Steve.”
11 February 2017, Keith Meadley: “…Very good, keep it up with the next one.”
13 February 2017, David Drinkald: “As a retired Police Officer… I found this an enjoyable read. As in any fictional account of Police activity events are exaggerated, however there is nothing here that couldn’t have happened, probably not involving just the leading character however… I hope the author gets round to writing a follow up. I started reading one of the novels that led to the Heartbeat T.V. series years ago. My Cup Runneth Over is much better…”
23 February 2017, Tony Cleasby: “I enjoyed your novel ‘My Cup Runneth Over’. Any more books in the pipeline?”
1 March 2017, David Albert: “I enjoyed every page. Recognised myself a few times, ha ha.“
8 March 2017, Andy Soper: “…Picture the scene… it’s a late night flight and my seat is in the middle of a Boeing 737! It’s dark, it’s quiet and I get to the chapter in the book dealing with the unfortunate Wodger Wankin! [For my laughing out loud,] I certainly received a couple of very good ‘thwacks’ from the missus sitting next to me! As a retired Cumbria Constable and a Rural Officer to boot, this book brought it all flooding back! … This is a very, very enjoyable read and I look forward to the next one.”
14 March 2017, Mark Jenkins: “Just read the book on holiday on Kindle. A cracking read.”
28 March 2017, Martin Buckmaster: “I’ve just finished your wonderful book. I enjoyed every page as it brought back lots of memories from years ago when I lived at Fieldhead near Hawkshead… The book is amazing, thank you so much for writing it. Will there be any more? I do hope so, you’re a fantastic author.”
29 Mar. 2017, also Martin Buckmaster: A beautiful book very well written This book is truly amazing in its accuracy and descriptions. I loved every page as I found that it brought back an awful lot of memories from the early days of my own Police service in the mid sixtees. I admit struggling with some of the place names having lived and worked for many years in the southern Lake District and I still haven’t got there yet. A lovely, gentle story line that held me totally in it’s grip for the entire book, I sincerely hope that we will see some more books as good as this one is. I highly recommend this book to everyone, thank you Steve.
2 April 2017, Heather Wilkinson “Dad [former Chief Superintendent Eric Greenslade] said that your book took him back to the old days, he loved it.“
28 June 2017, Roger Salmon “Just finished your book ‘My cup runneth over’. Thoroughly enjoyed it and brought back memories of my cadetship and early years. When is the next book out please?”
Here is a full list of all readers’ opinions I have received so far — with none left out! 🙂
The research for this interesting point in history regarding the area’s first female police officer was done in 2015 by asking the public about the matter. As it turned out, it would appear that the first one may have been Mabel Farrer, who stared work over the border in Gretna in January 1917. But “as well as being employed by the Women Police Service, Mabel was also sworn in as a Special Constable for Dumfrieshire, Cumberland, and the City of Carlisle. Part of her time was spent in Carlisle and when there she reported to the Chief Constable…”
This Roll of Honour, starting in 1835, also includes officers who were killed or died while on duty in the earlier constituent police forces of:
- The Borough of Kendal
- Kendal Borough Police
- Carlisle City Police
- Cumberland and Westmorland Constabulary
- Cumberland, Westmorland and Carlisle Constabulary