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UK2018 Trip - Dec 4
For my first morning in York, I was greeted by a clear sunny day with ducks sailing past below my balcony:
and familiar views of the Merchant Adventurers' Hall and the bridge on Piccadilly:
After breakfast I headed for Fossgate, my favourite street anywhere, where I revisited Signatures Pen Shop and bought a few antique nibs. But today I noticed some things on Fossgate that I didn't remember from last year -- for example, this narrow passageway leading off perpendicular from the street:
which brought me to some hidden apartments -- how swell, to be able to actually live at Fossgate!
I also did not remember this magnificent semi-dome archway:
Fossgate led me to The Shambles again, where I found people gathered around open-flame space heaters:
and even more vendors' stalls than I saw there last summer, including this lady who specializes in handcrafting miniatures:
The Shambles market includes the York Christmas fair this time of year, which seems to officially bear the title of Yuletide Village:
complete with tree:
I confess, the chocolate merchants drew the majority of my attention:
I spotted an interesting building in a nearby side street I hadn't visited last year:
My guess was that those pointed arches down there are St. Andrew, judging by the street sign nearby:
And while I was out today, I made a point of visiting Whip-Ma-Whop-Ma-Gate:
which apparently is the shortest street in town, if not on the planet:
Here is the full view -- St. Crux Parish Hall and those two businesses make up the entirety of Whip-Ma-Whop-Ma-Gate:
It might not be the shortest street in the world, but it gets my vote for best-named street in the world!
By the time I was heading home, the Christmas lights on Fossgate had come on:
as had the night lights at Merchant Adventurers:
I love how much there is to see within just a couple of blocks of this flat! Looking forward to more...
and familiar views of the Merchant Adventurers' Hall and the bridge on Piccadilly:
After breakfast I headed for Fossgate, my favourite street anywhere, where I revisited Signatures Pen Shop and bought a few antique nibs. But today I noticed some things on Fossgate that I didn't remember from last year -- for example, this narrow passageway leading off perpendicular from the street:
which brought me to some hidden apartments -- how swell, to be able to actually live at Fossgate!
I also did not remember this magnificent semi-dome archway:
Fossgate led me to The Shambles again, where I found people gathered around open-flame space heaters:
and even more vendors' stalls than I saw there last summer, including this lady who specializes in handcrafting miniatures:
The Shambles market includes the York Christmas fair this time of year, which seems to officially bear the title of Yuletide Village:
complete with tree:
I confess, the chocolate merchants drew the majority of my attention:
I spotted an interesting building in a nearby side street I hadn't visited last year:
My guess was that those pointed arches down there are St. Andrew, judging by the street sign nearby:
And while I was out today, I made a point of visiting Whip-Ma-Whop-Ma-Gate:
which apparently is the shortest street in town, if not on the planet:
Here is the full view -- St. Crux Parish Hall and those two businesses make up the entirety of Whip-Ma-Whop-Ma-Gate:
It might not be the shortest street in the world, but it gets my vote for best-named street in the world!
By the time I was heading home, the Christmas lights on Fossgate had come on:
as had the night lights at Merchant Adventurers:
I love how much there is to see within just a couple of blocks of this flat! Looking forward to more...
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One of the shops in The Shambles I visited today was the Pandora gift shop - last year I bought a gorgeous enameled metal white rose of York key ring there, which is with my car keys. Today I picked up four postcards @ 15p = 60p. The lady in the shop said she had basically no change. All I had was 20p in coins -- and then 10 and 20 pound notes, way too big. So I was tempted to leave them for another day, and I wanted to say "Maybe I should just forget about it for now." But what came out of my mouth was "Perhaps I'd best leave it, then." That was a Completely British Sentence®, one I have never spoken before! I have already started speaking Brit! lol
It gets better: she asked me what change I had and I told her just the 20p. She asked for it and gave me the postcards. She said "If you make it back this way someday, you can give me the forty -- if you don't, then don't worry about it." I thanked her sincerely. And a couple hours later, I came back with 40p and handed it to her -- her face lit up and she said, "Oh, you remembered!" It was a sweet moment that gave me some hope.