From Stirling we rocketed down the M6 until we ran out of will at Lancaster. No rooms in town so we settled on the Best Western down the road a bit - a decent hotel, reasonable rate, nothing too fancy.
We found a small strip of restaurants in an industrial-looking section of town by the river. At Simply French the chef yelled a lot and banged pots all night; the waitress said that was normal. A few doors down the crowd at the Horse and Wagon spilled into the street - the band played nonstop Merseybeat classics for a charity gig. We had a pint or two on the sidewalk across from the river.
Recalling the World War 2 Avro Lancaster bomber I half-heartedly looked around for an aircraft manufacturing plant. Hey, Avro were the people who brought us the mammoth delta wing Vulcan bomber. Good thing I didn't spend too much time on it - Avro was absorbed into Hawker Siddley in 1963. In Manchester.
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