More goodbyes and thanks and I left for Stockport, where I was brought up from the age of 5.  (We moved there from Manchester, which must be the venue for another tour down memory lane.)  Meadowhall had not been built when I was a student in Sheffield.  

By coincidence the 24th Stockport Guides boarded the train and were very well behaved.  And what a fun train!  The nice guard had to run along from door to door and open them manually at each station.  I thought our local train down south was a relic but really!  

At Sheffield, I found the platform to be the same one as in my student days, but the pumpkin cafe was new and the train service much improved.  I caught the lush 10.41 to Liverpool Lime Street.  The landscape too had new features.  We passed a mosque, a Virgin active health club a a Tesco express mingled in with the Victorian terraces.  Then we reached the beautiful high peak which is so familiar.

I discoverd that Stockport Station has a new entrance, a Starbucks and helpful Branson employees laughing and joking.  But the good old 192 bus is still running up and down the A6 every 3 minutes!  

I haven't visited for over ten years.  How do I feel about Stockport ? Excited To see the town, cautious, intrigued.  I am sad for the losses I have experienced.  

Later I took a walk.  This is the street where I bought my Mini jumpers from a market stall as a teenager.