Rar, so that’s it, I have returned!

I’m back from Manchester, and am glad to be home, well kinda anyway – which in fairness is about as good as it usually gets at the moment hehe.

I am not enjoying the delights of gin this evening as I took my bottle over to the party on Friday and so have ran out. Well, I say that I’ve run out… I have another bottle of even stronger stuff that my Manchester colleagues gave me back in June when I moved – but I think I’ll save it for another night. I have, however, got Beethoven’s Fifth Symphony (in C Major) on at the moment and have just cracked open a HUGE tin of Party Rings that I was given for Christmas! Yummy!

Yeah, so Manchester…. fun, but less so than the last time I went up (hence why Manchester Mopings – mopings is as in to mope, not to mop hehe!). Bit annoyed really too as a lot of the people who said they wanted to hook up for coffee and whatnot all bailed on me whilst I was up there. Grr at them, though yay as always for Danny F for keeping me entertained over both evenings (drink on Sunday, Film on Monday). Work laptop was a blessing as it kept me entertained during the frequent lonely spots (albeit at £10 for 24 hours – and NO not like that hehe); so thanks to anyone who made the effort to chat on MSN and other profile sites whilst I was away *hugs*

Stayed in the 4 star Thistle Hotel Manchester on Portland Street and I actually thought it was very nice and that the majority of staff were very helpful, despite the negative reviews that it seems to get on TripAdvisor. They couldn’t find my booking when I checked in, though they were quick to make the necessary changes to their system to accommodate me, and I found emailing their reception team to be very useful and efficient way of contacting them. Breakfast there was gorgeous! I had a full English for the first time in months!! (NB – I think some of you guys need to invite me round for breakfast some time and cook for me please!!).

Here’s some links to pictures of the hotel room (once I re-size the pics, I’ll re-post directly). Do please take time to note the telephone in the bathroom  (God only knows what that was there for!), the creepy note that was left on my pillow (!) and the ancient demon TV (It was switched on, hissing static and knew my name when I got into the room, despite the hotel not even knowing my name 2 minutes earlier – though it was incorrectly spelt hehe)

Thistle Manchester – Room

Thistle Manchester – Demon TV

Thistle Manchester – Creepy Card

Thistle Manchester – It’s the Bath-Phone!

Thistle Manchester – Complimentary Toiletries

Thistle Manchester – Room (softer lighting)

Work was work and managed to stress me out as always – my current workloads seem impossible in the time-frames given (in amongst other problems I have). I think I may try to talk to my manager this week to let her know how I’m feeling, as I was so exhausted after the other week that I nearly ended up at the doctors. It was nice to catch up with some of the Manchester folk I used to work with, especially Sheila and Ryan.

The one thing that made me giggle for quite a while whilst up there is shown in the below picture…..

Slippers of Doom!

No, I have no idea where the owner is, no I have no idea why they’re still in situ as if being worn and yes, I do strongly suspect The Dark Lord is to blame and is swiping Muggles again – oh noes!!! hehe.

The train back was uneventful and busy. Some weird man was sat next to me (and yes, he genuinely was weird… he was wearing leopard skin pants ffs! heh) and had no idea about the concept of personal space. That meant I couldn’t get my laptop or Attitude out, as he was looking over my shoulder the whole time and encroaching on my space with his personal effects. Both the tube and bus took ages to get me back home too.

So there you have it, my Manchester adventure. Not much to write home about as  a twist on the old saying goes, so figured I’d write it all down here so you lovely folk could read it instead :oP

Thanks for reading xx