Just in case you hadn’t noticed I’m a Yorkshire lad. OK maybe my ancestors that give me my surname go back hundreds of years as Lancastrians. But I was born in Yorkshire, and proud of it! Today, August the first is Yorkshire Day. Here’s our anthem.
What does Yorkshire mean to me? Well for a start there are more acres in Yorkshire than there are words in the bible, so it’s a big place with many valleys, or dales as we call ’em.
Ribblesdale, Malhamdale and Airedale, Wharfedale and Nidderdale, Wensleydale and Swaledale, Calderdale, Arkengarthdale, Bishopdale, Clapdale, Coverdale, Kingsdale, Littondale, Langstrothdale, Raydale, Waldendale, Ryedale, Cobbydale, Barbondale, Dentdale, Deepdale and Garsdale.
We have the biggest and best medieval cathedral in Northern Europe (minster actually – Ed) York Minster:
We have more breweries than you can shake your glass to: Timothy Taylors, Samuel Smiths, John Smiths, Naylors, Copper Dragon, York Brewery, Black Sheep Brewery, T & R Theakstones, Barley Bottoms Brewery to name but of few of scores.
Anyway, I spent my Yorkshire Day in my clogs and at lunchtime read the Yorkshire Declaration of Integrity: