Manchester

Had a lovely trip up the North on Friday to see some old friends. Had to work 8 days straight to get 2 days off, and looking forward to my big sleep tonight. Haven't had more than 6 hours a night for the last 11 days.

Am a bit shattered.


Friday, 11:35am: Virgin Pendolino from Euston.

A petit crossaint (from Paul's in Euston).

11:42am: First Class, with a large (free) G&T.

Brunch (free).

Goodbye to London with Pride (also free).

2:30pm: first Manchester pint.

The Shambles.

Old Wellington Inn.

5:10pm: Bombardier overlooking Manchester
Cathedral.

Sinclair's.

Urbis.

8pm: Kingfisher at Lal Qila on the Curry Mile.

Far, far too spicy.

9:30pm: swift half in a lovely pub on Oldham Street.

10pm: Smirnoff in a cool dive.

11:49pm: At Space.

At Subspace, listening to Northern Soul.

12:46am: unit 16.

Saturday, 11:30am: Fry up the next morning
(in Debenhams).

The tiny circus tavern.

Saturday 8:12pm: Heading southwards.

"Sorry for the delay, sir..."

Found it.

"Bear with me one sec, madam, I'll just check if it's out back..."

75% off Easter Eggs at Sainsbury's

All everyone seems to do is complain. So I won't.

Whoops.