Ten minutes in Manchester

Unlike any other city, I get a sense of excitement when I arrive in Manchester since I'm actually in the place that means so much to me. It's not just United, but Lancashire cricket and all the great bands and other things which originated there. Today I had ten minutes between trains on my way to help my parents move up to Scotland by driving them up in their car.

Now that they are here' my excuses for going to Manchester are much reduced, but I'll have to go back.

For me this photo captures Manchester's great blend of old, new and decent public transport.