This past week has seen Dulcie and I exploring everything that sunny (yes sunny) Manchester has to offer that I haven't quite had the time to discover this year. From Whitworth Park in the glorious sunshine (battling the aforementioned fever..) to taxidermy in the Manchester Museum, coffee and cake at Kro to Triad-approved midnight chinese at Tai Wu, via the beautiful dereliction of the Northern Quarter and secret, umbrella-d alley ways, it was a lovely week by all accounts. I found myself liking Manchester more and more than I already do as the moments passed, it's lack of pretension a breath of fresh air from the London hipsters. The presence of a certain someone may have had an influence.
We also managed to pack in a day out to York, where my amazement and excitement at finding the exact 1976 Canon SLR I have been craving for the past few weeks in a charity shop (of course!) was dampened only slightly by an evil ticket inspector from Leeds on the way home. Still, York and Manchester are beautiful cities, and here are some photographs to testify.
The sun had his hat on for most of the week.
These rather large ice creams were purchased at Moonlight, possibly the best ice cream parlour in all of Rusholme, maybe even the world..
I honestly thought these weren't allowed anymore.
The view after climbing 267 (I think) steps to the highest point in York.
I broke my camera half way through the week, which was in keeping with the great amount of bad fortune the week seemed to bring upon me (damn magpies). However, I continued taking photographs on my newly treasured Canon, so perhaps some more shall follow.
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I enjoyed this very much. And so did Manchester!
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