The Salvation Army

I've always supported the Salvation Army. Not because of any religious convictions but because they are generally good people and they do lots of good works for the disadvantaged.
With that in mind, after our move to England, we had a lot of stuff to give away, mostly duvets, blankets and other textiles. The nearest Salvation Army  shop is in Thirsk so it was there that we went this morning.
It's a long time since I'd been to Thirsk, mainly because a journey up t'north has for a long time involved the A19 town bypass. What a quaint, pleasant place it is. Especially the market place. Jan, whose early memories of the north were Coronation Street and dark satanic mills, was oohing and aahing as we drove around.
'That were reet nice,' she said, as we headed back home, reet nice.'
I sense the woman is changing to a bonnie northern bairn.