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HEATON PARK



I haven't been around for a while. At the start of September I decided to enrol on a Masters course and as it was only twenty days before the course start date, I busied myself with all the paperwork and house hunting. And so about a month ago, me and a friend rented out an apartment and commenced the move to Manchester.

The apartment itself is lovely and new and about a ten minute walk from Piccadilly gardens which is extremely convenient. The only downside is the view; the street we live on is extremely industrial, it's so industrial that it's funny.

Nevertheless, as I've only been to Manchester twice before, I've spent a good amount of time exploring the city (and the shops). I really like Manchester for its northern cultural look. The combination of new and old, but unlike Birmingham where it doesn't quite work for me, and the galleries. I love the galleries; ever since I've set foot in the Cornerhouse last year and thus accidentally stumbled upon a David Shrigley exhibition, I kept daydreaming about the place. 

I try to do something new every weekend and so far I've explored the China Town - and had dinner at Wasabi [sushi restaurant with a conveyor belt - my first conveyor belt experience!], again, accidentally stumbled upon a vintage charity sale at Mustard Tree on Oldham Rd, and last Saturday I went to Heaton Park.
It is one of the biggest parks in Manchester with a reservoir and Heaton Hall. The weather was just right too, as well as the time of the year. It was exactly what you imagine when someone says English park. Alleyways of trees, yellowing leaves half fallen and a few rays of sun. Yes, I realise how cliché it sounds but that's exactly what it looked like.

I wore my new River Island jeggings, so comfortable, and a baggy jumper [because I had about 4 layers of clothing under it, it was cold]. I have recently bought a coat though, so I'm not freezing any longer.

As it is the fifth on of November today, I am going to a big bonfire night and fair at the Wythenshawe park. I can't wait to ride some bumper cars [and bump into my companion excessively] and have some candy floss! I might need to get some wellies beforehand. Oh Hunter, why are you so expensive.




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