Anyway, we had a good chat about how I don't actually work at Poundland but I'm a spitting image of a guy who always serves him there. Flattering.
This morning was nicer. I got to have a look inside the church where my family seemed to have quite a presence in the mid C.19th and saw a plaque listing Jeremiah Fenton as a church warden.
After the church I drove up to York in thick fog so I couldn't tell you that the countryside was beautiful but I just imagined it was... Tomorrow I hope to drive through the Yorkshire Dales in bright blue sunshine. In reality, however, I can only promise that I'll drive through the Yorkshire Dales. We'll see about the weather.