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Sunday could also have a Thirteen I suppose.
1) We finally arrived in Manchester, later than planned, but in time for a good dinner with some fancy wine.
2) Being in the area around Piccadilly meant there was much noise and general partying into the night.
3) But somehow we managed to be around again in time for breakfast, which was served until a moderately realistic eleven o'clock.
4) Then to the city, with vague lists of early festive shopping, and several stores trying almost too hard with the music and spray tester fragrances.
5) Surprise good news whilst in the basement of one store, where we heard on fuzzy cellphone of the arrival of Henry, son to Kate and Neal.
6) Hooray for Scorpios.
7) Then by evening out to meet friends, swap papers and in my case be a supporter, whilst a certain pop star sang away in the Apollo.
8)Back in a new found friend's car to the hotel, where a real life drama involving paramedics and police was unfolding. We were asked to go into the bar, instead of past the thankfully well-assisted scene.
9) Quite a good plan for us, involving some pretty fine cocktails. Shaken and muddled.
10) Sometimes I think I am also shaken and muddled
11) Yet another blink and it was already Monday.
12) Creating planning and modest logistics for a thoroughly enjoyable detour into the countryside
13) And a whole other story...

or six.