The House at Ramshaw Rocks

We left our hotel after breakfast and decided to go cross-country to Stoke on Trent to join the M6 rather than taking those horrible roads into Manchester to join it. Mr Google said it would take two minutes longer. That sounded like a bargain to me. 

It's a much more enjoyable route and I realised it was a route I also took 8 years ago when I stopped to blip this house. I unashamedly stopped there again. Those lovely rocks towering over it are quite a feature I said then that it wasn't derelict but I'm pretty sure it is now. I'm not sure I'd want to live quite that close to the A53.

It wasn't a bad journey home and it's good to be back. No Cato yet, I'll pick him up in the morning and then things will be back to normal.