Back to Manchester today and most-likely in time to smash a Sunday roast chicken. After what has ended up being a pretty boring weekend foodwise, it will be much appreciated.
My hotel duped me out of breakfast. The 11:30 finish was actually 11. FFS.
Breakfast then ended up being a full english in the pub at Piccadilly station. It could have been better. But it also could have been worse.
Train snacks!
Here we go lads.
Roast chicken, sweet potato mash, roasted carrots, sautéed cabbage and homemade chicken gravy.
Get in.
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