It seems I can’t help myself, I can’t stay away from the bloody place.

I’ve been in recent correspondence with my “squeeze” Twiggy up north. He’s delighted to hear that I’ve been giving it some thought and that I’ll be paying Manchester another visit this summer. We can get up to some more naughtiness and he can take some pictures for his private gallery.

Well, I thought, seeing as I’ve missed the June deadline to register for my first course, I can now spare the time to visit up north again. I figured why not, as the next course doesn’t start until September.

He was very pleased to hear the news, and I must say I’m pleased to be able to pay a visit at least one more time. I do love the place, don’t ask me why. Well, I do know that the people up there are lovely and polite, the shopping’s not far from where I normally stay and I may make it to the Trafford Centre yet, and that’s not far from Old Trafford.

I’ve booked the hotel and my dates will be from the 5th-9th August.  I’m staying over an extra day. Last year I went home on a Sunday and whilst it was a pleasant enough journey going from Manchester Picadilly to London Euston, because of Sunday engineering works it was an absolute nightmare trying to get from London Euston to home on the London Underground. If you live in London, you know that these works can go on for years, on one line or another. So I’m just going to come home on the Monday afternoon. It’ll be a lot less stressful I think.

So Manchester it is in August. I’m looking forward to it already.