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My latest jaunt across the Irish sea brought me to Shrewsbury, for a wedding (Congratulations Gemma and Danny !), and Stockport for the craic. What else would you be doing in fairness ? I learned a few things, most of them on Monday, which was the day after the wedding. Number one, no matter HOW good an idea this seemed at the time, it wasn’t…

Oh dear...

Note to self: Never Again. Even If It Seems Like A Really, Really, Good Idea.

Good night though. At some point, someone whipped out the cigars, and despite not having had one in a few eons, at the time it seemed appropriate, somehow. And from there on out, everything was gravy…

Another note to self. Roadchef services seem to be better than Welcome Break. Anyone with an opinion on that ? The free wifi totally pushes it in Roadchefs direction for me.

I took myself off to the Bluecat Cafe in Stockport (lovely night, lovely people) the following evening, before shooting back across to Holyhead to catch a 02:30am ferry. Stopped for random security check at terminal. Novel. Felt a little like I was in school again and hadn’t bothered doing my homework ! Lovely lady doing the check seemed a bit bemused with the ‘BC’ logo on the amp case. It seemed to make her think she didn’t have to get me to haul it out and open it up though. Just as bleeding well, I could hear the couch on the ferry calling to me…