I met up with my high school friend Judith for lunch in York. I was able to get a train from Hebden Bridge right to York. It took an hour and a half and I watched the landscape change from deep narrow valleys to the open rolling wheat fields of the Vale of York. The building materials also changed from soot blackened stone to gentile brick.
Isn’t this fascinating? A modern reredos (1968) in an ancient church. St Martin’s Coney Street.
A tea shop that has an open window so that passers by can sample their teas.
‘The Shambles’
Bakery
Flower girls!
Sticky toffee pudding and a pint. This was the first glass of cold beer I’d been served in England on this trip.
Stone mason working on the restoration of York Minster
His creation
This guy sat on this bike for at least the 5 hours that I walked past him – raising money for the Grenfell Tower fire victims.
After Judith left I stayed for a while and attended evensong in the Minster.
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