The article is a travelogue written in the first-person perspective. The author, Ian, is on his way to the UK’s head office in Warrington for an audit. He is not keen about being audited rather than being the auditor, but still wakes up early, packs his bags, and sets off. It was already a bright but cold day with the promise of snow once he reached Manchester. After Jools dropped him off, Ian took a walk on the promenade, taking some snaps, before picking up the car. He drove to Warrington without any issue, despite the screaming engine of his Toyota Yaris that struggled to make it up the hill.
Before going to the hotel, Ian planned to visit Fotheringhay Castle, where Mary Queen of Scots was executed. He drove north past Standstead to Cambridge and then turned off the A1 onto narrow lanes. Soon, he was greeted with a spectacular view of St. Mary and All Saints, the parish church of the House of York, where several Kings, including the final Richard III, were buried.
Ian spent some time taking photographs of the church before deciding to visit another church he might find interesting. The road led him to the village of Titchmarsh, which was full of half-timbered houses with thatched roofs. He parked the car and proceeded inside the church to take pictures of the Victorian wall paintings, not much of great interest.
After visiting Titchmarsh, Ian drove towards Warrington, where he was supposed to stay for the night. It was already dark, and the snow was falling heavily by the time he arrived. He had a brief visit with his friend, Teresa, before receiving a call from someone he was supposed to meet up with. The person told him that heavy snow was falling, and he should hurry.
On the final stretch of his trip, Ian drove through six miles of snow-covered roads. Though it was only an inch deep, it made the road slippery, and Ian’s car had already indicated that the fuel was low. He ignored the fuel warning and pressed on until he arrived safely at the golf resort where he was supposed to stay.
In summary, the article is a personal account of Ian’s travels to the UK’s head office in Warrington, with stops at Fotheringhay Castle and Titchmarsh. Despite the challenges of bad weather and car trouble, Ian managed to arrive safely at his destination.