We go into Manchester so rarely these days that when we do it's an event. Judging by the fact that I had an uncashed gift card left over from my birthday I reckon our last visit was in January. I notice that the seedy little gun shop on the corner of Shude Hill seems to have shut down. Joe dragged me in there once. You had to ring the bell to be let in and there was a newsprint union jack taped to the wall behind the counter.
We went to HMV and I exchanged my giftcard for a couple of movies by Michael Hanecke. I may even watch them sometime. And then we went and spent the remains of another giftcard on food at M & S- including a lot of cheese and stuff for my father-in-law's birthday. He's 82.
The afternoon I spent in the garden with the French Revolution. The king has sort of shrugged and given up and blood is beginning to flow.