I went to Manchester today to see DD1 and to celebrate her birthday.
I used to think I was a country girl but really I would miss the hubbub and bustle of a town, so I guess I'm not any more. But, there are limits, and Manchester is a large city and is too busy for me, certainly to live in. However, it's delightful to see it's people who are wonderously adventurous in many ways...so many middle aged women with red hair, so many young ladies walking round Prim
We had lunch in footballers/wags restaurant land, a most enlightening experience. It was hard not to stare. Here's me pud! Thats a layer of cream and strawberries topped with meringue, then a layer of strawberry ice cream, then a layer of more meringue, topped with cream, sauces and toasted almonds. Burp.
DD's dessert came with a candle and three gorgeous waiters to sing her Happy Birthday.
Manchester, as far as I can tell, didn't suffer from the Luftwaffe in quite the same way as say, Coventry, Bristol, or London, and so many of the older buildings remain, sandwiched between the usual high rises.
This little chap on the left was climbing up the outside of a bank.
Finally, have a look at this brewery chimney which was in the car park. We parked underneath it so we could find the car easily, but had our fingers crossed that the chimney wouldn't fall down on it!
What I wanted to show you is about half way up...can you see it? It's a buddlea growing out the brickwork. Isn't nature truly brilliant?
Very little to live on up there, and precious few butterflies to attract, but give life a go eh?