… that is the north of England.
After 25 years down south my influence is obviously starting to work. On my Friday afternoon walk on the South Downs behind the house I’ve been encountering sheep that are a long way from home. As well as a small flock of Herdwicks that should be in Cumbria, there’s also a large flock of Swaledales that make the Downs look a bit more like the Yorkshire Dales
Alas, the full Yorkshire influence isn’t quite there, as the Swaledales have flown south for winter from Penrith in Cumbria: the wrong side of the Pennines, which is probably why they’re too soft to cope with winter up there.
Happy Christmas to both of my regular visitors…