You left me at Salford Quays, downing a short pint of IPA in 60 seconds so I could catch the tram.
In a dramatic demonstration of the evils of drink, I bought my ticket but momentarily failed to apply my mask before leaping through the doors, raising the R rate by 0.00000271 in the process.
Matthew, Emma and Courtney boarded at Exchange Quay, the currently deserted office complex, and we admired the sunset I’d brought oop North from Cambridge.
I know many of you don’t agree, but Manchester really is magnificent from the tram. This is the Beetham Tower, where we stood in the same lift as Gareth Barry and James Milner in 2012.
And here’s some more modern buildings rubbing shoulders with the Midland Hotel.
And 10 minutes walk into student-land from St Peters, we reach the Lass O’Gowrie YES.
This is a smaller and less pashmina’d version of Mackie Mayor, packed with freshers from the Met gobbling half-price vegan kebabs and pizza and trying to follow the arrows to the loos.
The Beavertown Neck Oil and Magic Rock Sorcery isn’t half-price, mind.
Matt looks pleased as I’m paying there’s no warm cask.
The Donna Summer garlic fries are almost worth the trip alone,
and Matt was clearly impressed with my perfect pour of the Magic Rock.
Two hours in YES, but the fresher’s night was still young. Where next…
retiredmartin 
What does Matt’s shirt have written on it?
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Revulsion. Enough to Bleed. (They love their mums)
I had to ask him as the font in unreadable.
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I thought it was me. I absolutely could not make that out.
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Aren’t you a bit too old for Fresher’s Week, Martin?
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Lecherousold blokes wearing trendy band T-Shirts (Martha Punx for me) are de rigeur in Manchester this year, Paul.I only realised it was Freshers Week when I got to the next pub, as you’ll see.
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Don’t you mean, Paul?
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I always forget about the operation.
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Don’t they have Doom Bar up in Manchester?
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Unfortunately, yes.
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In complete honesty, John, it’s proof that ANY beer is capable of greatness if the Landlord cares enough.
Honourable exceptions for Donnington.
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“You left me at Salford Quays, downing a short pint of IPA in 60 seconds so I could catch the tram.”
We did?
“I bought my ticket but momentarily failed to apply my mask before leaping through the doors, raising the R rate by 0.00000271 in the process.”
You’re kidding, right? If not, I take it the same rule applies to those taking the ‘tube’ in London?
“where we stood in the same lift as Gareth Barry and James Milner in 2012.”
Being from overseas; I take it that’s … showing off? 😉
“And here’s some more modern buildings ribbing shoulders with The Midland Hotel.”
Were they making fun of each other? Or should that be ‘rubbing’? 😉
“Matt looks pleased as I’m paying there’s no warm cask.”
Heh.
“The Donna Summer garlic fries are almost worth the trip alone,”
I’m guessing one’s eating of these would make them groan in the way she did in her hit single ‘Love to Love You Baby’? 😉
“Where next…”
Egads! I can but cover my eyes.
Cheers
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Gareth and James are the dull couple who helped Manchester City win the League for the first time in 34 years. You wouldn’t recognise them in a lift unless someone said “Are you James Milner ?”.
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