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r in the month…
And as well as the above signifying the start of the phase when the Autumn wardrobe (including my beloved oxblood Doc Martens, which made the first of their many upcoming appearances at York Beer Festival the other weekend) becomes the first team rather than the chilly day backup, the return of the sudden burning desire to get all the half-done…
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next stop Manchester! but not yet…
I’m back! Finally, after a delay at York en route cost me a full forty minutes and reminded me of why regular rail travel teaches one patience and tolerance for the bewildered and even the downright thoughtless – take a bow, people who place small bags in the lower luggage space so that passengers with large and heavy suitcases containing…
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next stop frightfest!
And after a week of trying and failing to find time for a proper post, it’s a very hurriedly thrown together update instead to confirm that I was there, then I came back, and now (as planned) I’m on my way there again! London, that is. All things considered it’s been a busy couple of weeks, with some welcome punctuation…