Walking We Will Go Yorkshire

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Originally published in Medical Observer

Excerpt

THE YORKSHIRE DALES was as restful and refreshing as the summer rains that announced our arrival at the imposing stone mansion in Malhamdale. There was no response from a knock at the heavy front door on the pillared portico at Newfield Hall. We entered anyway, down a long corridor into a 19th century baronial hall. The fireplace was ashen cold and the portraits of unsmiling aristocrats peered down from their elevated positions above a sweeping staircase.

There was no check-in, no concierge, no champagne on arrival

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