Manchester + Scarborough

So here we are, back home, after a little birthday jaunt to Manchester and Scarborough, unfortunately, left both camera and phone at home, so the pics are from the internet.

Grayson Perry's Art Club exhibition was the reason for the Manchester trip, and a mighty fine exhibition it was too. Also in the same space a Lowry gallery, also a section devoted to Pre-Raphaelites.

Cocktails (two for one) were served on Canal Street for those of you in the know, a most pleasant way to spend an afternoon, especially after earlier sampling treacle chips, which were yummy.

Scarborough was a birthday event set up before GP came on the scene, a walk around South Bay, then up the funicular railway, from the spa to the Esplanade Gardens (Two bed flat 240k).

With three days of 10,000+ steps behind us, we settled into the Green Room restaurant, where for the first time in a long time I drank red wine to accompany a marvellous steak.

Blue skies from Tuesday through to Friday leads into the poem...

End-Stops

It is the final day

And the final page

And the back pain

Is excruciatingly painful 

Making love is out of the question

I know we said that often

But today it is I who reneges

On any of our previous arrangements

Actually perhaps I should not

Dismiss the idea out of hand

Perhaps we could do something tantric

Or maybe you are aware of another method

But let’s put that to one side shall we

Instead to think of a fitting closure

Or an au revoir

Until we might correspond again

Blue seas and blue skies

And occasionally the word endless

As we once thought it was

But sort of knew it never could be