the bee

I headed into the city centre for a haircut. I could have had it trimmed in Glossop but felt the need to make a pilgrimage to my beloved Manchester to pray blessings and comfort for those who mourn. I was relieved to find it exactly the same eclectic mix of life as last week - I saw all of the usual preacher men, hip hop dancers, homeless spice takers (sadly), shoppers, boozers, buskers, boozy buskers, street sweepers, fashionistas, pigeon chasing children and more. Business as usual apparently.

We're off on holiday and we can't wait. I'm thinking of taking my Fitbit off and everything.