Lights, Camera… Atlantean – Take Three! Is This Really The Weatherfield Wayfarer Route?

In a fit of lockdown-era boredom, East of the M60 plots what could be The Weatherfield Wayfarer’s route

With the nature of this post, you can tell that we are missing our buses. Well, missing them for travel requirements of a non-recreational nature, thanks to that dreaded pandemic which is still a threat to us all in the North West. Thanks to COVID-19, any recreational journeys have had to be plotted in our heads before we are given the all clear. It has meant yours truly looking at old timetables and bus maps – and developing high quality content for East of the M60.

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If Greater Manchester Transport Did Aeroplanes…

Could we have seen a GMT liveried Concorde flying over Concord Way?

The Greater Manchester Museum of Transport in Cheetham is a wonderful tourist attraction. Besides its collection of buses, bus stop flags, and other artefacts, it has an excellent café. The museum really comes alive on special event weekends – such as the Christmas Cracker or commemorative events. For many people, it is well known for the Trans-Lancs Transport Show which takes place on Heaton Park, on the first Sunday in September.

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Little Pub of Horrors: A Special Hallowe’en Short Story for 2015

East of the M60’s third short story for All Hallow’s Eve

Any reference to persons, local businesses, public houses or cultural references, living or dead are purely coincidental. Thank you.

Many of you may have come across the mystery of the ghost pub, a public house whose opening times are less straightforward. As a rule of thumb, most English pubs are open from 12 midday to 11 pm, even with liberalised opening hours.

We look at the story of a Mr. Jack Rutledge whose pub crawl took a surprising turn. After three pints with four friends, they notice a strange pub lit in the distance. Under the premise of ‘you only live once’ they decided to chance it.

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It Happened One Night in Friezland: A Special Hallowe’en Short Story for 2014

East of the M60’s second short story for All Hallow’s Eve

Any reference to persons, public houses or cultural references, living or dead are purely coincidental. Thank you.

For many people, Smallshaw doesn’t lend itself to beach bums and their ways. Though zorbing had been introduced to Stamford Park boating lake, Chadwick’s Dam was hardly Newquay. Nobody told Wendy, in her youth, about that in 1982 when she slipped and end up in the children’s ward of the nearby hospital. Yet, during that strange incident in September 1982, she met Francis Holland, a 12-year old boy who would later become her husband.

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Skeleton Service: A Special Hallowe’en Short Story

East of the M60’s first short story for All Hallow’s Eve

Any reference to persons, chocolate bars, ales, bus routes, public houses, living or dead are purely coincidental. Thank you.

Even in the wettest of days, The Bowling Green would attract a great many vertical alfresco drinkers, mainly of the smoking kind. Therefore, getting a seat in the public bar was less than troublesome, a contrast to the adjacent Ash Tree. It was this issue alone which influenced Robbie’s and Callum’s choice of pub that night. They had two pints of Carling each, and this was their last stop before boarding their 348 to Carrbrook. Continue reading “Skeleton Service: A Special Hallowe’en Short Story”