This morning we check out of our seedy hotel and head off for another greasy spoon breakfast, trying a place across the road from where we ate yesterday.
There was an awful lot we could have whinged about as regards the hotel room had we been avid Trip Advisor users but life’s too short. It was cheap and it had a bed, job done.
We head for our train home but first have a beer at a new Fullers pub that resides inside Kings Cross station.
Back home, we are reunited with the dogs who claim to have missed us but I’m not too sure. We don’t get much time to bond with Daughter, as she heads back to Sheffield but we do get chance to contribute to her application to continue her studies by doing a Master degree at Manchester University. The application is sent now, breathe bated as await the outcome.
(Sunday 16th March)