Yorkshire.
Yorkshire, as all right-thinking people know, is known as ‘God’s Own County’ and quite right too. We’re lucky here at JAQUO because we have several Yorkshire writers. (As you would expect from a magazine of such quality).
This means that JAQUO has quite a few articles about God’s Own County – the people and the places, the history and the food – which you can see here in our Yorkshire section.
Yorkshire, in addition to being the best county in England, is also the largest and has a huge variety of scenery, places, cuisine, events — and people, of course. It also has its own special day.
When is Yorkshire Day?
Yorkshire Day is celebrated on August 1st and Yorkshire people all over the world will be wearing their white roses with pride and celebrating everything Yorkshire – and believe me, that’s a lot 🙂
Yorkshire declaration
“I, [name], being a resident of the [West/North/East] Riding of Yorkshire [or City of York] declare:
That Yorkshire is three Ridings and the City of York, with these Boundaries of 1140 years standing;
That the address of all places in these Ridings is Yorkshire;
That all persons born therein or resident therein and loyal to the Ridings are Yorkshiremen and women;
That any person or corporate body which deliberately ignores or denies the aforementioned shall forfeit all claim to Yorkshire status.
These declarations made this Yorkshire Day 2015. God Save the Queen!”
Our Yorkshire writers
Colin Neville
DreyaB
Jackie Jackson
Lizzy Holling
Andy Royston
Lucy Atkinson
Our anthem
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August 1, 2015
Couldn’t resist this joke for Yorkshire Day:
A Yorkshireman’s wife dies and the widower decides that her headstone should have the words “she were thine” engraved on it. He calls the stone mason, who assures him that the headstone will be ready a few days after the funeral. True to his word the stone mason calls the widower to say that the headstone is ready and would he like to come and have a look.
When the widower gets there he takes one look at the stone to see that it’s been engraved “she were thin”.
He explodes, ‘Blimey man, you’ve left the “e” out.’
The stone mason apologises and assures the poor widower that it will be rectified the following morning. Next day comes and the widower returns to the stone mason, ‘There you go sir, I’ve put the “e” on the stone for you.’
The widower looks at the stone and then reads out aloud, ‘E, she were thin.’
August 1, 2015
Good ‘un, Colin 🙂