Manchester

The Easter holiday saw me working away in Manchester, pushing packets south. I’d been to Manchester before, but it was a long time ago, and only a day trip, though work scahedule this time didn’t leave much time for sightseeing (but by Jeebus, that town hall‘s a bit of magnificent Victorian “fuck you, look how much money we have”).

We did have some downtime though; and some of Manchester’s pubs are fantastic: every bit as good as some of the best Birmingham ones, and there were great restaurants too, as you’d expect in a large city. I just wish we could get some of that variety in Walsall.

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