It was almost dark, and the Walkham River is much overhung in the parts that lie between Horrabridge and the old brickworks.
"Tomaso's Fortune and Other Stories"
Henry Seton Merriman
There were a dozen or so bell tents including ours set in the middle of nothingness, flat vacant desert all around us; true there was some sign of activity a quarter of a mile away that turned out to be the local brickworks but otherwise nothing.
"Coming of Age: 1939-1946"
John Cox
It had left Monval, it was turning beside the brickworks, it was skirting St. George's fields.
"Fruitfulness Fecondite"
Emile Zola