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It's Sunday February the 18 around 1:46PM and

On A Mission in Manchester

Ever been to England? Well then, you know a lot of it is about the drinking, especially in a northern town like Manchester. It's those damn Irish immigrants. Which meant that my outing in town last night involved a variety of beers, wines and spirits, and culminated in some salsa dancing in The Village (aka Manchester's own special version of Davie Street). Now before you leap to the conclusion that I'm a lush, let me tell you that everyone else in town had the same end objective - and not the salsa. We met a man absolutely convinced that he was Diana Ross and I was Mary Queen of Scots. I think my accent may have given it away a bit in the end.

During the in between parts, there was a fantastic nightclub called the Tiger Lounge - if you are ever in town get your ass down there. There was old school funk music and r&b, plus a not too terrible cover charge. I think there were some other bars as well, but since one of the them was part of the Slug and Lettuce pub chain (yes, it was as terrible as the name implies), it's better not to dwell on them.

The night ended with a rather unwise decision to indulge in some fried chicken from a place called McTucky's. So good at the time, but I suspect that the cold light of day would tell a different story. But since it seemed that the entire city was lined up to eat, I think the food poisoning was off the cards, at least for the time being.

A special shout out for Alison Mulford and Mark Wood for helping the debauchery go down so well - you guys rock!

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