Manchester Airport, at 7:30am on a wet, Friday morning is not the place to be told that your flight is delayed so much that it has yet to leave your destination! On the basis that said destination was 8 hours flying time away it fell to me to entertain my family for at least a day. As a spotty yoof I had briefly worked in Ellsmere Port and the shipyards of the Mersey, during a particularly cold January, and had very vague memories that Chester was 'quite nice'. "OK! Let's go!" - "Where to?" |