Skipton. www.vanandaman.co.uk Had just finished for the day. This picture was taken on my mobile phone , then given a bit of a process.......just heading back towards home......Sadly the pub the wooly sheep was behind us. Lee ignored my plees for "lunch" at this great establishment. I managed to wrangle lunch there once. That was in the old days when I first came back to Yorkshire. Lee was still trying to impress me. We also came in for a drinky after going to Skipton Castle on honeymoon.......
This is also Skipton, the church next to the castle.....We went with Casper the dog a few years ago. Our honeymoon was spent in Harrogate, at a dog friendly hotel....actually they were dog and white van friendly.......Casper dog came everywhere with me. He was the kinda dog that could go to a castle and behave, as well as a pub for lunch.....
This is a random shot I took as the sun came up over the North york moors.....The smeares and effects are the windscreen after Monza the dog had a massive german sheperd fit at another dog out on the pavement......great effect I have to say.
Miles and miles of moor land and heather. In fact I am named Heather. I always thought it was after the heather on the moors....in fact it very likely was....however my aunt told me that I am named after three of my father's favorite cows. Sally, Heather and Elizabeth........
My dad , it has to be said really loved his cows.
This is also Skipton, the church next to the castle.....We went with Casper the dog a few years ago. Our honeymoon was spent in Harrogate, at a dog friendly hotel....actually they were dog and white van friendly.......Casper dog came everywhere with me. He was the kinda dog that could go to a castle and behave, as well as a pub for lunch.....
This is a random shot I took as the sun came up over the North york moors.....The smeares and effects are the windscreen after Monza the dog had a massive german sheperd fit at another dog out on the pavement......great effect I have to say.
Miles and miles of moor land and heather. In fact I am named Heather. I always thought it was after the heather on the moors....in fact it very likely was....however my aunt told me that I am named after three of my father's favorite cows. Sally, Heather and Elizabeth........
My dad , it has to be said really loved his cows.
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