It’s about time I wrote this, given it was last year and all.

So I’d arrived in Lancaster.  The railway station is in the city centre and the university, and so my guest room, is a mile or so south of the city.  In the day there are plenty of busses running between town and campus (In fact there are at night now, too.  There is a night bus service which runs hourly through the night between the city and campus.  This wasn’t there while I was a student which is a shame – there would have been a few times I would have liked to use it!), and normally I would catch one of these, but I had both my camera bag and my large clothes bag with me so I opted to find myself a taxi.

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How old is old enough to let your daughter have a boyfriend? I mean a real boyfriend, not just a silly little thing but a proper relationship. Read more…

Preston, Lancashire.  Home of the University of Central Lancashire.  They beat Lancaster University in the sports competition they have each year – Lancaster’s “Warmup to Roses”.  So that’s it – Lancaster’s fate at Roses is sealed I guess.  And that’s the next time I’ll see the group of people I came up here to see.  Roses, York, summer. Read more…