So the morning finds me enjoying the pleasures of Manchester’s Piccadilly station. The posh one that handles the trains from somewhere called That London and other south facing places. I’m awaiting the arrival of my Welsh correspondent, Gareth the G-Man. It’s not the busiest of mornings on the station but there’s enough going on to entertain the idle observer. Well you join me now at the end of what has […]
Let’s jump aboard the photographic time machine for quick trip up to Arnside, up on Morecambe Bay.
As well as using public transport I do drive. Me and my little beat up car get out and about, when I’m looking for that extra little bit of travel flexibility that come with using the car instead of the train or the bus.
The year is starting to tumble towards a close. I know that September has only just stepped up to the mark but it’s about now that things start to go a bit Helter Skelter.
Right after a slightly oddball start to the day. A one point this laptop I’m writing on decided it was in Australia. No. Me neither. That hurdle crossed I did finally get to the railway station and get the train up to Lancaster and on to Morecambe. The weather was a little on the grey side to start but then decided to cheer up and put a happy face on. […]
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