Sorry Sorry Sorry…

Sorry Sorry Sorry…

…for not updating the blog. In order to send the written word into the ether I require the world wide web otherwise known as the Internet. That is normally provided by Orange. Except the only orange round here comes in the form of the drink or the colour generated by the many Tanning Studios that have appeared on the High Streets everywhere. I blame it on that Dickinson “it’s a bobby dazzler” fellow from that ‘rag and bone, let’s con some poor OAP out of their family heirlooms’ tv show. Anyway I digress.

Yesterday was one of those ‘shall we turn right or shall we turn left’ days. We went straight on to the Potteries and Stoke on Trent

Today we went through Stoke on Trent and, more interestingly, the Harecastle Tunnel, a tunnel of very nearly 2 miles long with a journey time of about 40 minutes to pass through it. Today was the hottest day so far of our trip. It was like summer. Until we went into the tunnel where it was as cold as a well digger’s bottom. Tilly thought it was night time and went to bed. Pity I couldn’t do the same. 40 minutes staring at ancient brickwork makes one prone to hallucinations.  I kept imagining beer at under £3 a pint

Any way we are through now and onto the Macclesfield Canal (known as the Macky to us ditch-crawlers). What a beautiful canal and we are only a third of the way along it. Tomorrow Macclesfield town and perhaps a bit of retail therapy for POS.

The next map and I apologise for the quality. I will post a better one if I get the chance. From the Macky we go left on to the Peak (having first gone right and then back) the the Ashton, Rochdale, which will take is through the City of Manchester, then on to the Bridgewater southwards and to Wales