Mancunian Candidate

The bittersweet defeat of my unsuccessful attempt to hitch out of Ipswich has been tempered by the fact that I am again staying with some wonderful strangers. Woodbridge was great, a nice break from the fast pace of London. I mostly just sat around, read and watched TV. One day I headed into Ipswich and …

Ok, just in case ….

So, this entry isn’t really an “entry” per se, but rather just a quick update incase I get abducted when I attempt to hitch hike to Manchester tomorrow and am swept off into some human-trade slave organization – in which case I would not get to do an update, and I’m sure you’d all be …