Coordinates: 53°31′30″N 1°37′44″W / 53.525°N 1.629°W / 53.525; -1.629
Penistone ( /ˈpɛnɨstən/ PEN-is-tən) is a small market town and civil parish in the Metropolitan Borough of Barnsley, in South Yorkshire, England, with a population of 10,101 at the 2001 census. It lies 8 miles (13 km) west of the town of Barnsley and 17 miles (27 km) north-east of Glossop, in the foothills of the Pennines. Historically within the West Riding of Yorkshire, Penistone town centre stands at an elevation of 750 feet (230 m) above sea level.
Penistone is a compound word formed from the Welsh Celtic roots penn, meaning "end" or "head" or "hill" (similar to Penn in the West Midlands) and is meaning "below"; with the suffix ton, meaning "enclosure" or "estate" (a cognate of the Old English root tun, meaning "farm" or "village"). Records of the name as Penstun (1143) and Penstone (n.d.) prove the second element is Old English tūn (instead of Old English stān, meaning "stone", as might be suggested). Thus the name Penistone means "The town below the hill".
Coordinates: 53°31′58″N 1°38′10″W / 53.5327°N 1.6361°W / 53.5327; -1.6361
Penistone Grammar School is a comprehensive school and former grammar school in Penistone, in the Metropolitan Borough of Barnsley, South Yorkshire, England. It was founded in 1392 and its most notable alumnus is Nicholas Saunderson, the probable inventor of Bayes theorem, in the eighteenth century. The school has undergone many expansions, requiring the erection of several buildings, and now houses nearly 1,600 pupils from age 11 to 18. The school motto was until recently Disce Aut Discede ("Learn or leave"), but since a 2003 rebranding this has been changed to "Learning and Achieving Together". The school colours are red and black, and its coat of arms is the six footless martlets of the Clarel family. The school was rebranded again in 2010, changing the logo to one similar to the Seagate logo, and changing the motto to Never Stop Flying. Its current OFSTED overall rating is grade 3 ('satisfactory') as of the February 2012 inspection.
When the sun sets over cherry blossom skies
And the twilight fills the air
You can see the snow on the mountain tops
Through the veil of old Japan...
On an island lead by all the ancient ways
Just a million miles from here
And yet it seems like only yesterday
That her song rang out so clear...
Sister of the seas
Wrapped in silken robes
Waves are falling at your feet...
Play your haunted songs to charm the dragon king,
Winds are calling out your name...
And the times ran fast, further from that place
But somehow we are still here
You can hear her song calling on the waves
Through the veil of old Japan...
Sister of the seas
Wrapped in silken robes
Waves are falling at your feet...
Play your haunted songs to charm the dragon king,
Winds are calling out your name...
When the sun sets over cherry blossom skies
And the twilight fills the air
You can see the snow on the mountain tops
Through the veil of old Japan...