August 30, 2008

I arrived safe and sound in Manchester; Liz was there to fetch me and we headed back to her place for buttermilk pancakes and maple syrup (she was not surprised that I brought breakfast with me).  I met her son Henry - the Cowboy (FINALLY) and Des (her fella). It is now noon (here in England) and I can barely keep my eyes open, I have been up a long long time.

Will write more tomorrow - when I get access to the internet I will post