When recovering from bronchitis, we sit outside

Panchos Burrito Manchester

We were back at Panchos on Friday evening for Burrito goodness. There was a party going on upstairs which meant seating was limited. There were two random seats left down stairs but there was no table so we would have had to eat off our laps. Instead, since we were all wrapped up in our winter coats and new Christmas woolies, we decided to sit outside and eat dinner in the cool winter air.

We had a few quizzical stares from passers by but it was lovely and made me so excited for more outdoor eating in the spring.

Panchos Burrito Manchester

A story told in security tags

411143BF-4FA8-4B65-A795-8760CF2BD2E9.jpegThe Sainsbury’s local that we frequent has recently gone a little security tag mad. It’s an interesting insight into the local shoplifting population’s preferences – black tea, good chocolate, clean teeth and safe sex.

The four-pack of almond Magnums I bought didn’t have a tag on them. I guess they can’t handle ice cream in the winter like I can. Softies.

It’s fruitcake weather


Oh man.

We’re only 20 hours into December and it’s already kicking my butt.

It started out so well. I put on a cute outfit – my first Christmas jumper of the year. I was going to snap some outfit photies but then I remembered I had to fill the car with petrol so off I went.

I got to work and it was complete carnage. It was a couple of hours before I got my first brew of the day. My skirt popped TWO buttons. And to top it off it took me 40 minutes to go round a roundabout on the M60 because of traffic.

Still, there were some good bits. That sunset for one.