I had forgotten

How beautiful North Yorkshire is at this time of year

How much I like Fat Rascals and Curd Tarts and Mrs O does not

How dysfunctional the service can be at Bettys (Harrogate)

How the service can be at Bettys when done properly as on Sunday night

How the Pump Street bakery in Orford make any other Eccles cake look like a poor relation and not worthy of the name. The rather wan looking ones at Bettys drew no second glance from me. I know where my heart lies.

That the Tour de France started in Yorkshire

How civically and bicycally proud Harrogate is with the wonderful gardens, planting schemes and leftovers from the Tour – carved dead tree and stained glass memorial panel.

How big the cake and tart servings are in Yorkshire

How wonderful it was to throw the Aero down the Ingleton to Hawes road at the  national speed limit

How I would no doubt no longer do that run on a motorbike (it has been many years)

How insane the county is for bicyclists

How suddenly ones comes upon the Ribblehead viaduct

How satisfying it was to get up on narrows roads over the tops and Buttertubs Pass. Did pushbikes really go up that route en masse? I saw two lone pedalling stalwarts as I cruised to the top.

How the forecast can become benign enough to use my Large Format cameras – if I had taken them

How my Fuji GW670III can sometimes ruin a film by not winding on tightly enough

How dolled up the revellers are on a Saturday night

How much haute couture there was on display in the shops and on the streets.

How many SAABs still purr around parts of the UK

How the journey North and South can be done legally in a 4 hour window.

How rare the above is

How much it costs to process the medium format film

How glad I am to be back in our own home replete and rested from a 4 day break with a box of Fat Rascals that might last a day or two.