Nah then,lads an' lasses,it's Yorkshire Day sithee. And that's as far as I'm going with the language my Grandad Oates spoke fluently. So,in ordinary English,the warmest of good wishes to all who were born and bred in God's Own County----from Teesmouth to Humber Estuary,from Flamborough Head to Trough of Bowland,and all points in between. And the same warm wishes to all those who are elsewhere in the world,but who are lucky enough to have a Yorkshire ancestry. Fly your Yorkshire flag,and wear your white rose,with pride for all things Yorkshire. Tuck in to Whitby dabs,York Ham and Yorkshire salad,Yorkshire pudding,Yorkshire parkin and Yorkshire curd tart.In other words,enjoy the day thoroughly. Best Wishes to You All------Derek Barraclough [a true Yorkshire surname,if ever there was one] ps.The eating of Morecambe Bay shrimps, Lancashire hotpot,Manchester Tart and Eccles cakes is strictly forbidden on this day !