Coordinates: 53°22′57″N 2°31′51″W / 53.382400°N 2.530873°W
Thelwall is a suburban village in Warrington, Cheshire, England, located close to the Lymm junction of the M6. It is a popular misconception that Thelwall is the 'smallest city in England' (although Thelwall is not in fact a city, nor if it were would it be the smallest in England as the City of London, which truly is the smallest city in England, is marginally smaller).
A fortified village was established at Thelwall in 923 during the reign of King Edward the Elder, which is mentioned in two very early sources, including the Anglo-Saxon Chronicle:
An inscription on the Pickering Arms records that "In the year 920 King Edward the Elder founded a city here and called it Thelwall". According to Sir Peter Leycester it was "so called from the stakes and stumps, cut from the trees, wherewith it was environed about as a wall". It is more likely that the original meaning of Thelwall was "pool by a plank bridge" (the earliest record of the name is in the Anglo-Saxon Chronicle for 923 as "Thelwæl", in 1241 it occurs as "Thelewell").
Thelwall is a village in Warrington, England.
Thelwall may also refer to:
Like the Son has yet to see,
Master always tells tales,
Of how the world relates to you.
It was just a thought that you would be conceived,
Just a fresh start from your mother's womb,
A theory that fools desperation,
I'm desperate for this relation,
I will try to shake this on my own.
Brave, I'm feeling up to par,
Reborn from a fresh start,
Just like this family blood is richer than water,
It is soiled with concern,
But given this circumstance,
It's just my last chance to swallow.
Like the Son has yet to see,
Master will forever tell tales,
Oh, I insist upon relativity to condemn it's master,
As this master has condemned me.
Brave, I'm feeling up to par,
Reborn from a fresh start,
Just like this family blood is richer than water,
It is soiled with concern,
But given this circumstance,
It's just my last chance to swallow.
Oh, little child, what do I mean to you?
I'll conceal this tale with no breathing room.
Oh, little child, what do I mean to you?
I'll conceal this tale with no breathing room.
Brave, I'm feeling up to par,
Reborn from a fresh start,
Just like this family blood is richer than water,
It is soiled with concern,
But given this circumstance,
It's just my last chance to swallow.