Beams down benignly
One the city which gave her
Birth.
I like York. I first visited in 1977. I remember that was the year, because it was on the very same day that Red Rum won the Grand National for a record third time - there were notices up in a supermarket we went into. The purpose of our visit was to go to the National Railway Museum, and let's be honest, I still haven't outgrown my love of trains. Yet there's so much more in York. I was a bit disappointed that we didn't go into the Minster that day. In years to come I would visit the Minster, and because I was studying Old Norse literature I got to visit Jorvik Viking centre. Then there's the Castle Museum, and the Shambles . . . I could go on, but the simplest thing would be for you to go and see for yourself. Go on then, go. I'll wait until you get back.
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