I love this photo. It was seconds before the heavens opened in York last summer. What could be more English than that? York Minster. Summer. Torrential downpour?
This Monday marks St George’s Day, supposedly England’s patron saint day, despite the fact that we all still have to work. So, with George galloping in fast, I wondered which place in England might do his dragonslaying deeds the most justice – as we sit at our desks and moan about not having a day off.
Ideally, I’d like it to be somewhere tiny and original like Arlington Row but I’ve a feeling the old grandeur of somewhere obvious, but still equally lovely, like Bath or Cambridge might win the day.
Which place do you think should be crowned this coming Saint’s Day? Post suggestions in the comment box or on Twitter, I’d love to hear your thoughts before I write it up.
You’ve the weekend to channel St George and let me know. So lie back and think of England. Your country – and this blog – need you!
P.S. Tomorrow’s post has some of the best photography I’ve used yet, so don’t miss it! It’s one of my favourites so far.