So I wrote a fabulous travelblog follow-up to the, let's admit it, somewhat gloomy review of Milton Keynes. I still stand by that post even though my Mum said I should remove it as it was too bitter and twisted. But Mummy, I AM bitter and twisted and I DO hate Milton Keynes, plus every word I wrote is true, so, whatever. Sometimes we can't be the angelic sunny offspring our parents would like us to be. Anyway, to redress the balance somewhat I wrote a TOTALLY GLOWING review of Yorkshire, complete with pictures and self-mocking humour. But this blog won't let me publish it because (so far as I can work out) it will only let me include a couple of pictures in a blog, but I had 11. So I'm going to show it here in limited form, and you'll have to imagine or Google the pictures it wouldn't let me have:
Yorkshire is an old county in the North of England, which was designed by God well before the days of professionally qualified planners and is therefore a raging success. Yorkshire has a fabulous and dramatic coast, [imagine photo of Robin Hood's Bay], stunning moors,
and some really amazing geology [Malham Cove].
Not only that, but Yorkshire was pretty much the birthplace of the Industrial Revolution [ dark grimy mills and child labourers], and is famous for its fabulous architectural celebrations of Victorian civic pride [Leeds Town Hall], as well as ancient abbeys from the heyday of Yorkshire's monastical wealth and power [Fountains Abbey] and glorious gothic Cathedrals [York Minster].
Famous Yorkshire men and women include the Bronte Sisters [Bronte Sisters], sculptor Henry Moore [bizarre work of art] and actress Judy Dench
Here's Dame Judy with Daniel Craig, who’s not from Yorkshire at all but he’s utterly yummy, so who cares.
Talking about yummy, possibly the best thing to come out of Yorkshire is the Yorkshire pudding, of which I am proud to be an example.
