Friday
night: Spinningfields bar strip
with the lads.
Oast House- an old-style pub which recently
broke a beer-tasting world record- was
rammed, and the queue was horrific, but their top row was eclectic
and held some impressive single malts and American bourbons. Good outdoor seating area perfect for this time of year.
Around
the corner you'll find The Alchemist,
one of the best bars in Manchester. We managed to get an unusually
large group in there through a contact, but we were lucky. The music,
décor, drinks and women are awesome. Turn up early and in a small
group. And with money.
At
home, the flat's a little smarter now, with a new shelf for more
alcohol in the pantry, not that I'll be buying any more for the
foreseeable future. I've also cooked a new recipe, for the first time
in ages. Small steps.
In
the gym I've packed 182 metres onto my 10-minute record on the rowing
machine. This week was the first time I've even tried that movement
in 15 months, so my general fitness must have improved. I'm also
enjoying mixing a few classes in when I can. Somebody else spurring
you on can get your heart and limbs working a lot better than you can
do on your own.
Again,
small steps.
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