On the 1st of August I met Danny in Manchester Airports terminal 1. A 4am start and it was bloody awful waking up at that time, got on the train and then I managed until 10:30 by throwing coffee down my neck to stay awake! That bit wasn't that bad actually. Glad I don't have to do that again for a loooong, long time.
The rest of the night consisted of watching films while Alfie harassed Danny. Reliving my youth watching Cinderella, but I am not sure Danny was pleased with that. Oops.
Yesterday we visited the coast. The original plan was to see Cleethorpes, but somehow my father took us to Scarborough instead on his magical mystery tour as he likes to call it! To be honest it was a good mistake since it is a much better place to show Danny, but the traffic there was insane.
In between dads cursing and beeping I kept falling asleep. Like an old lady already. Tut.
When we finally got there we ate, had a coffee (not a surprise really) and walked down to the front. Was really hot, and guess who had to carry all the coins for amusements...felt like a bloomin' pack horse. Anyways, I won a prize, ate fish and chips and kinda feel like a massive pig. All in all it was a nice day actually!
Fin.
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