Honister Pass, bright morning sun , a hundred vintage cars being ragged up a mountain by a friendly bunch of quirkly enthusiasts and the smell of  bacon, petrol and hot oil . There are worse ways to start a day.

I finished it with rather less style by having a general anaesthetic at James Cook hospital to enable a two inch long sprig of thyme to be removed from my throat - serves me right for  gulping  down a spoonful of last night's thyme risotto. ....

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