This morning with Davie was great fun. At Davie’s suggestion he and I went swimming in the Mariners’ Canal right next to our hotel. Strictly speaking, I don’t think that you are meant to swim in the canals unsupervised, but we spoke to a man who was just getting out of the water who said that it was fine. James came with us to spectate and took a few photos. Oh boy was that water good! It wasn’t even cold - it was maybe about 16 degrees - and it felt like cool silk on my skin. We had a great time. After a quick shower back at the hotel we took a tram into the city centre and the three of us had a delightful brunch before starting our journey home.
We are now on a very crowded train, travelling from Preston to Glasgow. We will be in Glasgow in about twenty minutes. The first leg of our journey went well, from Manchester to Preston. However when we arrived at Preston we noticed an unfeasibly large crowd thronging the platform where our train was due. Unfortunately there had been a fatality at Oxenholme this morning, and there had been a cancelled train before ours, doubling the amount of passengers trying to get onto our train. There has been a bit of jostling and pushing, but the passengers have been fairly good-natured so far. All seat reservations have been cancelled, not that we could even have reached our seats since the train aisles are solid with people, however I managed to nab a seat after one stop. James however has been standing the whole way.
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