A Yorkshire woman in Canada (Rousse)

My cousin NT steered the tiny green car through the snowy Canadian landscape. I doubted that it would make it up the hill without snow chains, but NT was prepared to give it a go.

In the end, however, we gave up because we were called to help an elderly woman with her cleaning. She sounded English, so when I saw the box of Yorkshire tea on her kitchen worktop I plucked up the courage to ask about her origins.

As suspected, she was Yorkshire born and bred.

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