Running in the trail of my ancestors
September 30th 2007 It was a typically grey, drizzly English day for our visit to the quintessential English town of York. Our visit co-incided with a food festival and we spent a pleasant late morning wandering through a local food market full of Melton Mowbray pork pies, Bakewell tarts, Stinking Bishop cheddar, English cider, real ale and other local delicacies. Unfortunately as we were enroute to Newcastle for me
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