The Yorke Arms
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... feeling going to somewhere that you can't really imagine! I've looked at pictures for months of Vietnam and can't believe we will be there this time tomorrow! First stop is Ho Chi Minh city (formerly Saigon) which by all accounts sounds mental! I'm a bit concerned I may get run over crossing the road! There are even tips online of the best way ...
... York with 3 hours to get a sense of the city - thankfully, there was a luggage storage service close to the station, so I dropped the bags and hit the road.
Walking the city wall is always an awesome experience - treading the paths of all kinds of ordinary people over the ages. Ruins have the same meditative effect on me - I just want to be there and imagine who else might have been where I am - I wonder what they might ...
... remembers that the mill was sold by the last of the Waltons to Joseph Carson in around 1920. He's not sure when the mill moved from the river into a warehouse - probably somewhere in the 1930s or 40s. He knows Byard's Lodge and Stockwell Lodge, but has not known that Waltons ever lived there and has never socialised with any Waltons except Ronald Walton, who was the same age as Dennis, went to the same school and played cricket ...
We decided to visit the Otley Cemetary because Paul could not remember how to find the gravesite of his maternal grandparents. This cemetary was started when the Parish church yard got full, sometime in the mid 1800's. The plots are sold for triple occupancy - you buy one plot and bury 3 caskets, one on top of the other. Barbara took us to the grave where Mable and George Hitch are buried wth their daughter Alice, who contracted ...
... and Garfunkel's song. Debris is washing down the river after the recent floods and dredging is underway. The swing bridge opens to let the barge filled with mud out. Little fishing boats and cray pots populate the jetties. There is a ruined abbey overlooking the town but we stick to the streets and grab lunch in The Humble Pie - recommended by some locals on the train. The pies (steak and stout or lamb, leek and rosemary for us) are huge and delicious as are the mash and ...