Monthly Archives: September 2019

It is here, in Leicester/Bosworth that the various strands of the story come together and  the tapestry is completed.  After the Battle of Towton, Edward IV ruled peacefully during the Yorkist’s Golden Age.  During this time, his brother Richard is … Continue reading →

We left the Lancastrian stronghold of York and headed south into York country. Yes, you read that correctly.  As with a number of the castles in this area, it was originally built as a wooden Mott and Bailey style after … Continue reading →

Today we began the story that ended at Towton (see 5 Sept – York Part 1).  After having the first crumpet I’ve ever eaten, we were off to Pontefract Castle, the ruins of which are pictured above. As most of … Continue reading →

We spent the day at church – The Cathedral and Metropolitical Church of Saint Peter in York, commonly known as York Minster.  This magnificent building is the seat of the Archbishop of York which is the  third highest office of … Continue reading →

  Most of York’s layout is the result of Roman and Viking construction but right across from our hotel is one feature left from the Normans.  The original mound of Clifford’s Tower was constructed by William the Conqueror.  The original … Continue reading →

The National Railway Museum in York tells the story of British rail transport and its huge impact on British society. It houses the largest collection of locomotives in the world, the oldest surviving railway carriage in the world, and one … Continue reading →

We made our way south from Northumberland into North Yorkshire stopping at two abbeys that were prominent during the time of the Wars of the Roses.  Whitby (pictured above) was the first and had its start as a settlement in … Continue reading →

  Picture the seaside setting in any of the BBC productions of an Agatha Christie story and you’ve got Redcar, a seaside town in the north of England. We feel like we’ve taken a step back in time and landed … Continue reading →

  We said goodby to Edinburgh and were off to the north of England.  As with any border area, the Anglo-Scottish border is a place where cultures merged and battled for centuries. Even today as you drive through it is … Continue reading →

For those of us who might think of Scotland as just a province of England with bagpipes and kilts, it is time to get over that.  The more I learn, the more I wonder how they’ve stayed together for over … Continue reading →