I’ve finally got round to editing all the photographs and writing a post for the stride-and-ride last Saturday. What an amazing day. I’m going to let the photographs tell the story with just a few comments.
But I’m used to it. ‘bin living like this for ’bout a year now, on account of my parents gone. Went to live with a stranger, they said he was me bruvver, but he didn’t act like one. Isn’t a bruvver s’posed to look out for ye, and do right by ye?
This post is all about recent events. Introduction: I had to go to Hartford to the Greyhound Bus Station in order to exchange my return bus ticket to Canada; wanting to return a couple of days earlier than first planned.