A fine day for a drive and I was up and out early. My sleep was disturbed by an alarm going off somewhere in the area and the birds started at 4.30, as they did yesterday. However I’m not complaining about them because they’re lovely. They’d be lovelier still if they woke up at 7.00.
As I was leaving my room I found a little bag of snacks outside the door. The hotel keeper had said she would do this as I wasn’t staying for breakfast. The hotel is without a chef and so can’t do meals at the moment and she is short of other staff too, poor thing. An hour do so down the road I stopped to sample the goodies and tried a chocolate croissant, from a packet, that bore no resemblance to a croissant. There was also a can and I was amazed to discover that it was a can of still water. The label said they use aluminium cans because they’re totally recyclable.
Most of my journey south was on the M6 as I had to return the car by 2.00 and couldn’t dilly dally on the slow, scenic roads. I called in to a “Services” stop expecting a dirty, unpleasant, Greasy Joe’s sort of place and was very pleased to find a clean, bright venue with all sorts of real food and even a “farm” shop. Had a good cup of coffee and a nice piece of rhubarb cake.
As I’d made good time on the road I was able to detour to Stockport before returning the car. Fortunately Stockport is very close to the airport. I wanted to see the mural that is made of plastic bottle caps. It was fantastic and I was able to go right up and have a good look at it. There are quite a few of these murals now but this was the first.
Am now tucked up in the Ibis Hotel, just across the road from the airport. It only took me 5 minutes to walk here from the terminal where the shuttle dropped me off. And what luxury, a lift instead of stairs. The downside is absolutely no atmosphere or coziness.
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