that wouldn’t invite the derision of our friends and relations.The fear was fuelled by a meeting in the Yorkshire Grey, at which James Henderson, a veteran of last year’s event in Mauritania, described his experiences with a chilling matter-of-factness. Some

discomfort when I do this’). The path hurls itself gleefully at vertical climbs, then thunders directly down dead drops. There are no ‘gently winding sections’ or ‘gradual ascents by means of easily-negotiable hairpin bends’. This is Yorkshire. The course

.”“He’s working undercover for DEFRA in the Brecon Beacons.”“He’s realised that, in his heart, he’s really a Yorkshire Terrier. He’s resting up before the op.”“Someone told me he had a lovely coat, and it suddenly occurred to me that he’d make a lovely coat

of Blackford has been synonymous in Mauritania with colonial exploitation of the worst – or more accurately, the wurst – kind. For me to attempt to enter the country would be suicide.Actually, you may be surprised to learn that none of that is true. I invented