With a call to visit a county rich in heritage and history, Thadeus Basil-Snapper (the third) donned tweed, stout boots and cap and ventured forth.
Travelling on a well appointed bicycle, he arrived in York to be fed on architecture and culture.
Navigating through the winding medieval "Shambles" streets, stopping to sample many touted wares in the various markets, from out of the misty gloom rose the twin towers of the Minster.
Glorious stone with intricate carvings, gargoyles, grotesques and features.
Delicate details in every niche, nook and cranny.
Entering the building through slightly less than grand modern glass doors and crossing the desk guardians' palms with silver and paper, beautiful structures appeared.
Gaze upon this ceiling decoration for a few moments and enjoy its kaleidoscopic textures.
Figures of majesty under gilded canopies from the 15th century made up the choir screen separating the nave.
And turning, looking, seeing, eyes falling upon splendours of stained glass and tracery.
What struck Thadeus, was the number of 'little gems' hidden around corners and up in dark secluded corners.
A face of incredible detail and child-like impudence peeping from the stonework - gorgeous!
But before reaching the destination, one more delight appeared.
"The magic ball man" - a conjurer of contact juggling with skills not seen for many a year, entertained onlookers with feats of "oohs" and "ahhs" - most marvellous.
All in all, a trip to be savoured and recalled in darkened parlours with port, pipe and friends.