YORK. History On Every Corner.

Well where has the time gone? We parted company at Manchester Piccadilly as I was making my way to York. Let’s try and catch up with one another.

Well where has the time gone? We parted company at Manchester Piccadilly as I was making my way to York. Let’s try and catch up with one another.

Good morning one and all. Today I take the train to York. The day has started with a bit of a confunderance, the train I was going to catch was cancelled, thanks, but with a bit of timetable juggling, I’m at Manchester, sat on a Scarborough train which will get me to Leeds. Then I can carry on to York. That’s the plan…..

It was one of those “don’t really want to do much” sort of Saturdays but as I may have said before, I don’t like a day going to waste as you don’t get a refund on any unused ones.

Right just to tidy up my Shrewsbury trip so it can be put safely into the big box of stuff and memories.
Lately the UK has been enjoying a run of hot weather, very enjoyable it is too. As well as being something of a guilty pleasure to us natives. Sunshine? Warm weather? Somehow the British Isles must have drifted off nearer to the Mediterranean.

I greet you from Shrewsbury, I’ve not been down this way for a while. But the sun is shining, I think the birds are singing somewhere and the ride down on the train is generally a relaxing. Today it was a little less so, never mind I now have coffee, sourdough toast and marmalade to relax with before I hit the town.

It looks like the sun has not got his hat on today, in fact he’s taken the day off and Mr Bluesky is somewhere behind a layer of porridgey grey sky. Nevertheless, I’m braving the weather with a train and bus trip up to Keswick, better to get wet in a pretty area like the Lake District than sitting in counting the flowers on the wallpaper. The journey continues.