Now I wasn’t expecting this.
I know you’ve landed here and now you need to hit another link, but if you’re into roast chicken and former car garages, I implore you to have a look at this one. Quite the discovery.
And while you do that, I’ll get on with writing up recent trips to Liverpool, Sowerby Bridge, and the Peak District.
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