Introduction


Can each day be headlined by a word (or two) and represented by a single sentence?

Will they, in turn, weave together to form a tapestry of the year?

It may be more mundane than momentous, but it’s mine to share.

Wednesday, 1 October 2014

Manchester

Took a train trip to Manchester to see my Dad, inexpensive with the Trans Pennine Express Club 55 cheap ticket offer that got me to Victoria Station for £15, and between changing trains I spent an hour or two revisiting a few old haunts in the city and spotting a few new attractions, including the National Football Museum where I lunched on themed fare of pie and tea (what no Bovril!) and browsed the shop (nothing there as eye-catching as the goalmouth urinals in the gents) before catching a suburban train to my Dad’s; there they had the lawn mower ready and waiting for me, but that admittedly rare filial duty over, I was rewarded with coffee and homemade cake and we chatted until it was time for me to depart for my return trip home.

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