I don't know whether it's coincidence or synchronicity. Marilyn and I have just finished watching a UK TV mini-series called Prey. It was pretty good although we struggle a bit with the accents which turned out to be Manchester. Funnily enough, this is the third series in a row which was set in Manchester.
Scott and Bailey was the first, followed by Blue Murder and now Prey. I had no idea that Manchester was such a hotbed of crime.
We found ourselves in Mole Creek yesterday, at the hotel enjoying the Probus Christmas Lunch. It was a good, old-fashioned pub lunch so Marilyn and I took the chance to have the Roast of the Day. She had turkey; I had lamb.
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