Last night Pete discovered the hair dryer:
I had a rather sleepless night. It was too warm in the room, and too light. We got up at 8:30 and had breakfast downstairs. Then after I napped for 2 hours, we went to the Manchester Art Gallery where we had lunch and saw the Angels of Anarchy exhibit. I'll admit, the majority of it I just didn't "get".
On to Krispy Kreme! Generally I'm against going to American franchises in foreign lands but I can't get to Krispy Kreme unless I'm on vacation.
On to some shopping, but I only bought some things at Paperchase (and postcards at the Art Gallery).
More Christmas lights:
Back to dinner at our hotel.
Pete and his fish and chips:
Pete and treacle tart with date ice cream(treacle is molasses).
Me and my burger and fries:
This is our last evening in Manchester. It's back to Warrington tomorrow.
My ankle hurt a bit this morning, but it's generally better. Pete's cold is progressing. His voice has changed from "late night radio show host" to "young boy on verge of puberty" to almost back to his normal self.
It continues to rain. There has been horrible flooding as shown on tv, but no flooding like that around here.