At the end of August I will be meeting up with three old friends from my university years. We have always maintained contact, sometimes sporadically (I used to be rubbish at replying to emails), but we have always been there for one another, no matter what. Now that we are older, more sensible and have young families, we don’t get to meet up very often. This isn’t helped by the fact that I now live in Jersey and the other lovely three are spread out over England and Wales. However, this summer that is going to change as we are meeting up for a girly weekend in Manchester. Whoop. Now we haven’t seen each other as a whole group in years. Too many years. I tried to work it out the other day and the figure I came up with I refuse to believe. It can’t be that long. I am not going to divulge how long incase you try to work out my age and my age is on a strictly need to know basis. When we do meet up I have no doubt that it will be like no time has passed at all, despite us all being more grown-up and mature nowadays *cough*. Those university years are such an intense period of your life. You arrive a shy, insecure teenager worried about what you have let yourself in for and you leave 3 years later a fledgling adult full of hope. I am a very different person (thank goodness) to the lady I was at university. However, I know that when we meet up it will be just like yesterday.
Our plans for Manchester
Where we are staying.
As we don’t get to see each other very often we are doing it in style, we have booked to stay at The King Street Townhouse. The reservations staff were really helpful and advised us on the best rooms for our group. We will be staying in two interconnecting rooms. The hotel is very central so perfect for us exploring the city.
I think I am going to be in heaven. Gorgeous deco and fantastic views. In fact the rooms look so nice that I may never want to leave. That bed in particular looks perfect for me to rest my weary eyes. Of course I will force myself to leave this room because I will want to sample the cocktails on the hotel terrace. In my mind when I hit this terrace I will be very cool. I am going to channel Carrie from Sex and the City. In reality I will be closer to Del Boy at the Nags Head. One can dream…I am hoping that some of the cool vibe of the hotel rubs off on me. I’m serious.
Does that not look like the perfect place to sip on a glass of champagne! I just hope that it is warm enough for us to be able to sit outside and that the infamous Manchester drizzle stays away. My hair does not like the Manchester drizzle. The hotel also has what looks like the most amazing infinity pool on the roof.
Yes, I think I will be quite happy floating around in this, just pass me a martini. There is a strong possibility that I may emerge looking like a prune. How relaxing will that be though? This is definitely a very luxurious hotel. Naturally, I will miss Mr C and the children. But you will be relieved to know that I will soldier on through it. Yes, Mr C if you are reading it then of course I will be missing you all and I will not be enjoying myself. Nope. Not. At. All. *whispers* I’m going to be having an amazing time! Yaay!
The King Street Townhouse also serves what sounds like the most delicious champagne afternoon tea. Of course it is only right that we test this out. Again such a chore 😉 .
Any other suggestions?
So these are our plans so far. Do you have any other ideas for what we should do? We are only there for one day and night. What would you do if you had 24 hours in Manchester?
Answers on a postcard please and nothing too raucous please, I’m not getting any younger!