"It doesn't get any more Manchester than that"

As I've said before, taking two weeks off to sit in the sun somewhere is not really an option for me, nor one that I particularly want. What I do like doing is grabbing a day or two off here and there to do something interesting with the Minx or, like today, taking an afternoon of to meet up with a friend.

In this case I was meeting up with Kerry, who was one of the first friends I made on Twitter. Today, we met up at 57 Thomas Street for a couple of drinks and a bite to eat. I love spending time with Kerry; she's smart and funny, modest and kind. And so cool that she used to work in a record shop. In America!

I can't remember exactly what we were talking about - something to do with loving Manchester - when Kerry pointed at the run down brick building across the street and said "It doesn't get any more Manchester than that". I've not captured the whole building but I loved this doorway, framed by the two Fall flyers.

Later on we were joined by @bopterror, a Twitter friend of Kerry's whom I hadn't met before, who turned out to be a nice guy, too. I couldn't hang around, though, as I was off to Rusholme to meet up with the Minx and child, plus two of my big girls, Charlie and Hannah. Charlie had found a new restaurant to try - Lal Qila - which really was rather good. (I must say though that cutting back on my drinking and losing weight recently has suddenly impacted my ability to drink. Not that I'm complaining.)