Visited York last summer and having learnt that if you are cheeky, you can get away with parking a Morgan almost anywhere (within reason) decided to follow a guy who looked liked he knew where he was going into one of the gates.
It was packed with tourists and I continued to follow the car right into the pedestrianised centre where he promptly drove into some kind of yuppy flat courtyard leaving me stranded.
I then caused chaos having to reverse back into the tourist area with throngs of Japanese snapping away at me on their Nikons.
Still, we live and learn.
and I love York.
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