Follow the brown signs

Yesterday was not such a good day, but it did start well. I had seen brown signs on the way into Sale for Jodrell Bank, the symbol on the sign was not a generic one, but it was intriguing one none the less. I decided I'd get up early the next day to go and check it out. Unfortunately for me my plans didn't go as I imagined, as Eleri and I went down the the funeral wake in the hotel bar and had a few too many drinks with dinner,...

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So the day to leave my student digs arrived. I took the chance to wash all my clothes and hung them out all over the banisters to dry like I used to many years ago in my own student house, then packed the damp smoke infused items back into my wardrobe/suitcase and into the boot. Unbelievably my car wasn't broken into, despite being in an area that looked liked this...   I was heading for Sale near Manchester and decided to take the non-motorway route, as it's clearly going to be more...

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It was a late/early bedtime last night/this morning (5am - I seriously am getting far too old for this but I was out with a student so I had to keep up), and had a great night having dinner in one of the weirdest restaurants-come-karaoke-eat-as-much-as-you-like-chineses I've ever had the displeasure to eat in then doing most of the bars in Liverpool. There is something just a little bit scary though about walking home through scenes that can only be described as something out of Shaun of the Dead. Wasted Liverpuddlians...

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After walking, riding, eating my pie and blog writing (and making friends in the inn) I went to bed knackered. I woke up even more knackered and decided the brown signs may have to wait for my enthusiasm to be rekindled before they got me again. I left the Druid Inn, beautiful location, here's the view from my window...

 
I planned to hang in Chester for a bit, there were races on and as racecourses have their own brown sign symbol it was probably a good opportunity to...

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