I thought I might have left my headphones at the Premier Inn in Manchester the week before, so Gary dropped me off there yesterday, before I caught my bus to Glasgow.

The young lad at reception was very friendly and chatty, as somebody else went to look. He said he’d forgotten his headphones too, when he’d recently stayed at Premier In in Scotland to climb mountain. My ears pricked up.

Me - ”Oh, which hills were climbing. I live in Scotland and do a bit of that myself”
Young Fella “It was Snowdon”
Me - “You mean Wales”
Young fella - “Oh yeah. My geography’s rubbish.”

And I got my headphones. Result.

On the way to the bus station, I got a bit confused. I asked a young lady passing by if she knew the way. She started explaining and then said “Just come with me, I’m heading in roughly that direction” and took me nearly there.

Kindness is everywhere.

Needed a pee at the bus station. But I didn’t have the required twenty pee. A cleaning lady was walking away and I asked if there was a way of getting in. She came back and used her key. After going through I nearly went in the Ladies by mistake. Quick as a flash she said “That’ll cost ya a pound”.

Fifteen Minutes In Manchester and three exchanges which all put a smile on my face.