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The same Hotel for the night that we had previously lunch at – And the Proprietor before admitting them asks them so stand aside and within hearing rang up the Police & asked if Australians were Aliens.

24th We leave bonnie Scotland at 10am & at 5.30 Mr Bulby meets me at Manchester. It is so nice during Mr & Mrs Bulby again. Sunday was an awfully nice day. I go to Church twice. I love going to Church, but this has been the first time for 5 Months and then to [indecipherable] to Mr B was a treat indeed. In the afternoon he & I sat before the fire and talked of S.A. & the friends there of 20 years ago.

Next morning Mrs B & I go for a walk to see an old Elizabethan farmhouse 'Hough End Hall' and a we approach it the lady of the house is showing a visitor out & Mrs B immediately introduces us both & as I am an Aus – Sister wonders if she would be kind enough to let me see inside. She does & it's very quaint with its massive oak doors – its tiny diamond window panes & the [indecipherable] old side board in the dining room. Mr Bulby is anxious that I should something of Manchester, so in the afternoon we set off together – first to his Club. The Art Gallery & we seem to just puddle in and out of those streets with their small uneven stones that makes a new comer's feet very tired. I am shown a building built in the time of Queen Anne & Ye olde Fyshing Shoppe 300 years old. We sit in the Cathedral for a few minutes – visit a beautiful Library built in Gothic Style by the widow of John Ryland the Manchester Millionaire. Pass by some Old Merchants buildings of Mr Bulby's there is a mile square of them all stores with Cotton.

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