Eight minutes left of March, quick update from yours truly. Honestly, I would have written before, but well, you know!? I was down in Yorkshireland, first deepest eastest Yorkshire. Scarborough to be precise. After that across to deepest, darkest West Yorkshireland, where I encountered a Yorkshire Scoundrel and did a little bit more of the Coiner’s Walk. I would have done more of but that map is terribly vague!

Honestly, I will fill in the details in the morning – or will I?