Without further ado, in fair Muggleswick where we lay our scene enter stage left the Bishop of Durham, triple H, the controversial Herbert Hensley Henson, enter stage right the Ritsons of Calf Hall and of Burnhope brick notoriety led by Ulrick Alexander Ritson (Snr). Hensley Henson maintained a comprehensive Journal which is available now digitally for the period 1900 to 1939, which also covered his time firstly as Dean and then as Bishop Of Durham from 1920 to 1939 available in full here
https://www.hensonjournals.org/ It includes accounts of several visits to Muggleswick and the hospitality offered at Calf Hall by our Ulrick Alexander Ritson and his family.
Here is a selected snippet. In 1916 I don't suppose a lot of folk on the North Durham Moors would have a car but the Ritson's did.
Friday, September 29th, 1916.
I finished preparing a sermon for Sunday, and wrote to Ernest. After lunch Ella and I went to Muggleswick. The train carried us as far as Shotley Bridge, and there Mr Ritson met us with the car, and took is to his house on the moors, 850 feet above sea level, hard by the little church of Muggleswick. Here I preached at the Harvest Thanksgiving, repeating the sermon which I had already preached at Haughton–le–Skerne and Beamish. The little church was fairly filled, a congregation of about 70 persons sufficed for the purpose. As this parish adjoins Stanhope, there was a special fitness about the references to Bishop Butler , which my discourse contained. The parson, A. H. Smith , is a rather pompous little man, with a very clerical manner, but he appears to work hard, and to have plenty to do. His small population (362) is scattered over a large area, and served by two churches. The endowment, about £350 net, arises mainly from glebe.
Another motoring tale, a wintery one, with a little bit of "car trouble", but still made it through the snow up to the high Durham Moors and back, in their 1917 motor car and "Town and Country" tyres and "gritters" yet to be invented!
Tuesday, January 9th, 1917.
Colonel & Mrs Ritson called for us in their motor at 10.30 a.m., and carried us to Muggleswick, where we arrived in good time for the service in the little parish church. There was much snow on the high ground, and the roads were bad travelling. About half–a–mile from the house, the motor refused to ascend a rising road, & we got out & walked. I dedicated the organ, choir stalls, and pulpit of carved oak, and gave a short address. These had been presented by the Ritson children in thanksgiving for their parents' 'golden wedding' commemoration. After the function, an address was presented to the old people by the parishioners. Then followed lunch, after which I proposed the health of Mr & Mrs Ritson: and Mr R. responded. We had some difficulty in surmounting the reluctance of the car to start homewards, but then accomplished the journey (through a heavy snow–storm) without mishap, arriving in the Deanery about 4.30 p.m.
Neil