Wednesday, July 13, 2005
Wigan
Arranged with the Girlie friend No. 1 to experience the trains rather than driving. She hates Manchester in day times so she suggested Wigan.
She made a right choice for once. We had a bomb scare of our own in Manchester. Don't laugh.....It turned out to be an abandoned suitcase. Is this situation getting us scared and paranoid? Perhaps yes but the police said it was the location of the suitcase that made them suspicious.
The train ride to Wigan and then the shops, lunch and more shops. GF No. 1 wanted to sneak in and out the Ann Summers shop with no one noticing us but she had not realised that her beet root red face was hardly un-noticeable. She is so 60's! She hated me for not keeping a low profile and for making a small talk to the shop assistant who was addressing the customers "babe" and was being very helpful.
Apart from just two business calls almost all day I just chilled and did not even think about work. So losing a day's work and a £150 odd lighter I returned in one piece all relaxed or may be just tired.
The Sickie wasn't with it at all. Not sure who and what he was shouting and swearing at. Might have been me but I wasn't listening.