My Yorkshire: Garry Lyons
What's your first Yorkshire memory?
I remember driving up the A1 in the mist from London to visit a former schoolfriend of mine who had started at York University. I must have been 18. I had only just got my licence, and was in my dad's old Skoda Octavia, which was rust on wheels. I was so terrified I just stayed in one lane. I arrived at night, found my friend, and stayed up late playing poker. The following morning, it was sunny and the campus lake looked beautiful. By the next autumn, I was a student at York University myself.
What's your favourite part of the county – and why?