Now is the Winter of our discontent made glorious Summer by this Sun of York . . . fill up the gas tank or die! Alright, not exactly what the Bard had in mind but tis enough it shall suffice.

White Rose Coffee Roasters . . . I am just proud of myself for understanding the reference to the "white rose" and Yorkshire. Not bad for a Colonist, if I do say so myself, which I just did.