Shambles is all about closeness.
Yes, it’s a cold Christmas morning. But I’m oblivious to it, thanks to the toasty warm hat present from Robin, and the new weatherproof shoes.
Robin rambles ‘round Shambles.
Whip-ma-whop-ma-gate. “Gate” means “street.” In 1505 this street was known as Whitnourwhatnourgate, meaning “what a street!” A plaque claims it’s the shortest street in York, but Little Shambles looked much shorter to me. Maybe Little Shambles doesn’t qualify as a real street.
Christmas morning light on York Minster, from Shambles.
One of the few places we found open on Christmas Day, a pub near Micklegate Bar.
