I know it's hard for some Yorkies to comprehend, but God, very cleverly, put a very large boundary betwixt the Glorious County Palatine of Lancashire and the muck tub ridings. We call it the Pennines, you may have notice this range of rather large hills and Uppermill is firmly situated on the Lancashire side. Dare I suggest that Granny has had one Gin too many. Furthermore who would believe one who claims to be a the Squire of a Morris team from a ficticious place.