(27th August 2012) - If I'm going to be totally honest, I was kind of dreading the bank holiday weekend. I was expecting the trip to Lincoln to be a pain on account of me not having a car. Furthermore, I was expecting the worst on the wedding day itself, thinking it would rain and I would just spend the day stood around on my own. As it happened, I needn't have worried as the journey was a pleasant one, thanks to the book I'm reading (still The Crash of Hennington), Starfox 64 3D on my 3DS and the massive catalogue of music on Spotify. And as described in yesterday's picture, the wedding day was brilliant.
But I wasn't to know any of this of course, and so on Saturday, on my way to Lincoln, I texted Carrie to ask if she was free on bank holiday. I didn't expect her to be free given that she normally already has plans. Much to my surprise though, she was free!
And to make my bank holiday even more busy, Waseem had organised a sheesha evening with Sujaad and Jamal, meaning I'd have to be back for 7pm.
Despite my late night after the reception, I got up at 7.30am and got ready to leave to make sure I got the 9.25am train out of Lincoln to Sheffield. From there I made it to Manchester, bought return tickets for Liverpool and got on the next train, getting there for 1.30pm.
Carrie had warned me the weather was going to be very bad but luckily it held up pretty well. Even though she isn't a fan, Carrie researched some Beatles-related stuff we could do, one of the things being The Beatles Story museum on Albert Dock.
After much walking, we found it and made our way in. I was expecting it would maybe cost a fiver or so, and was therefore taken aback when I saw it was going to cost £15.95. Seeing as Carrie isn't a fan anyway, and I had my suitcase with me, and (perhaps most pertinently) that I would much rather just catch up with Carrie, we made our way toPizza Express to warm up and get some pizza down us.
As usual, it was lovely to chat, and again as usual, the time absolutely flew by. Before I knew it, it was time for me to start heading back to Manchester. We got to Lime Street pretty quickly and so were able to fit in one more coffee before I jumped on the train.
I got picked up from the station and we went and spent the evening smoking sheesha and playing poker. I came second which was an improvement for me, though I think this was down to luck rather than skill.
I got home that day, feeling tired but very very happy - today was a brilliant day.