Very sorry not to have any photos of central Manchester. I was too busy feeling cold and lost. Good thing they still have community policemen to ask. Suffice it to say all the squares look the same but everything else has changed.
I start with breakfast at Nero's at the airport. Memories surface of all the trips I made when I first retired. And that feeling of freedom. Now I'm older, tireder and vertiginous.
Fun interactions at the station with friendly Mancunians.
Anyway, above are photos from the People's History Museum
I met C there in the lovely Left Bank Cafe and then the lovely A came and gave me advice on our project. Above Greenham exhibits and clever ideas re interpretation. Finally, learn about whigs and levellers and refresh on Tolpuddle martyrs and Peterloo. Perhaps some progress has been made despite recent blips.
Walking back from the station (ticket hazzle on train) dodging pavementless roads. Airports are designed to make you take a taxi. Not me! Well, that decided me to stay in for dinner!
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