Late trains and bratwurst

Am typing this on the late late train from Manchester Piccadilly to Wilmslow. I said I would never do this when we moved (we previously lived 10 minutes away so thought a night out in town would be impractical). Funny how I'm doing it one week in!!!

I blame my good friend Harjeet. He came to visit and tonight we went for dinner at 6.30pm which turned into many many cocktails and wine. Hence being on a train at midnight!!!

It was great fun though and wouldn't have missed it for anything.

A great night tonight followed a brilliant happy family day with Angus and Squidge. We went to the Artisan Market in Wilmslow and sat on haystacks and ate bratwursts whilst listening to a 1950s singer. Squidge danced (see pic).

Day 7 in Wilmslow and we like it very much.