THE NORTH RIDING PROJECT

In full noon sunshine you would not be surprised to meet a sheik in a blue burnous riding a white Barbary stallion up one of the many hilly streets.  The old fishing town at the back of the harbour which climbs the steep hill to the castle, its red roofs clustered thickly together and at all angles one to the other, has the look of a naturalized Kasba.  The broad blue bay, edged with white foam, from which rise the hanging gardens of Scarborough, and the modern houses might be its French quarter.

Morton/England