No photos of me in Lancaster, chiefly on account of the fact that Carolyn (who usually takes them) wasn’t with me. A feeble excuse I know. I’d have loved to provide a picture of the magnificent Grand Theatre. Built in the 19th century it has retained all it’s original features. I’m told that Charles Dickens appeared here.
Lancaster is a City brimming with history, with a brilliant university focussed remorselessly on the future. A winning combination.
