An ending (of sorts)

Today marks the end of my college course. Or at least it would if the tutor, Yoss, hadn't told us that we were welcome to take places on the course that runs on Saturday afternoons, an offer that I have gratefully taken him up on.

Even so, there was still a sorry air to the proceedings, this afternoon, and, as the Minx is away at the Shiiine On festival, I took a mildly melancholy walk around Manchester at lunch time, stopping only to take this shot - I love the old warehouse (I assume) jutting out over the Irwell - and to buy a house-warming present for Dom.