I was stationed in York for 18 months, best posting I ever had. I loved it. Because of all the soldiers stationed there lasses would come from miles around. A lechers paradise. Apart from that, the city itself was full of interest and the people were friendly. Maybe it’s because I was young but there always seemed to be a happy atmosphere. There used to be a little pub at the end of the bridge that always flooded when the river burst it’s banks; can’t remember it’s name but I only went in once and was chatted-up by a very insistent gay bloke who wouldn’t take a hint, like “piss off”. Even when I offered to empty his pint over his head he persisted, so I left. I suppose York has changed a lot, like most places, but it will still be a wonderful place to propose - and celebrate!