Ahhh, Manchester. The home of Oasis, James, New Order, Joy Division, the Smiths, the Hacienda Club, and all sorts of other cool music stuff I saw nothing of. There were a lot of record stores by the hostel but nothing that sounded like a Manchester Music Experience.
We booked beds at the YHA online and got there to find they were booked out, and someone, somewhere, had cocked up. A pity, because the YHA looked nice, and other hostels had no car parking options. They very kindly let me park the car there and catch a free bus into town, but it was all a lot of effort for a tired cookie who had been pub crawling the night before.
This didn't stop Tom and Cathy, who went on their second pub crawl in two nights.
The only thing we really saw in Manchester, other than a lot of roads, was the Museum of Science and Industry. The main drawcard was a Doctor Who exhibition, where, among other things, we saw a Dalek, the Cyber Controller, K9, a Slitheen, the Face of Boe, the Emperess Racnoss and a space where an Ood should be.
There was a lot to see here (check out a coat made entirely of thistle "fairies") but time was short, so we had a quick run through the engine hall and then headed off to Cardiff.
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