I was allowed out yesterday too, to buy my lovely new Keis heated jacket and sunday dinner (A traditional Chicken & Mushroom Rogan Josh with Bombay potatoes, Garlic Nan and brown rice, since you asked

) but didn't have too long, so decided to travel through time rather than along distance.
First stop; York, where a timeless river Ouse flows past my Red Boat, carries barges to the front of 19th century warehouses on the queen's quay and then runs beneath the lovely Victorian Skeldergate Bridge.
Then to an earlier example of urban architecture, over the inner 'Bar' through the city walls of what The Roman occupiers used to call Eboracum. Behind this building is a big slot in the masonry that houses the drawbridge and behind that is a 'Killing corridor' where the besieged city defenders could pour arrows, rocks, sewage and other nasties onto to those that tried to get in (like the 'roundhead' soldiers in Cromwell's army in the siege).
After a cheeky peek through another hole in the walls of what The Saxon's knew as Eaforwich…
I showed her the 'new' stone Clifford's Tower, which replaced the earlier wooden version that stood in Norman Everwic.
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Finally, we arrived at our destination, Infinity motorcycles, where they happened (in the window) to have a rather unusual replica helmet.
This was in the style of those worn by the 10th Century Viking invaders that settled across what they called 'Jorvik' and from where they ruled Northumbria and very nearly the whole of England.
After all that, me and my little Airhead didn't feel quite so old!
