Well, the mild (ish) temperatures of last week fooled me, this morning a chilly fog just didn’t want to let go.
So, what do you do?
You wear bright, cheerful colours I say! I did get it a tad wrong with footware, as I did lose sensation of my toes by the time I got to town, but hey! Nothing a good cup of tea can’t cure!
I met my friend for lunch at the delish cafe of Manchester Museum, and parked outside my old department, felt nostalgic (yea well for all of 10 seconds though!). I got there a few minutes earlier so I sat outside and watched the world go by…
A lovely lady on her bike complete with fenders and rack went pass and made me smile as I saw a bunch of bright orange silk flowers rapped around her handlebar, on such a grey day it’s lovely to see a splash of colour!
If you are wondering what the round ‘thing’ behind is, that is the “drum”: a new-ish addition to the University of Manchester, which I don’t particularly like, as it replaced something that I used to find really striking: the old Maths Tower. You could see it for miles, a superb landmark. They could have reused the existing building, there was a lot of scope and it would be have been a much more sustainable solution. Anyhow. However they did get the hard landscaping just right, different use of paving has been successful in creating shared surfaces between pedestrians and cyclists, with the odd delivery van. [note to self: go take better pictures next time]
I then headed into town because my poor old Praktica died on me. Disaster! I am going to learn to develop my own film and I can’t lose my lil’ old camera… so I went to the brilliant guys of the Real Camera shop. Unfortunately their diagnosis wasn’t good, but luckily they had another body of the same camera and gave it me at a really good price, yay! So to celebrate I went to Nexus Art Cafe and treated myself to a nice hot peppermint tea…. I know, how adventurous!
Cycling back was good, managed to cycle pass so much stationary traffic (I must admit I feel quite smug when that happens), although cycling down Portland Street is an experience I’d rather avoid…