We decide to travel up to Manchester by train.
Unbelievably we could have flown, as Brett seemed quite happy to pay for tickets just to lessen the traveling time, but as he's insisted on paying for the trip, there's just no way I'm going to let him fork out for the luxury of taking a flight when there's coach and rail options.
After telling him he needn't go splashing his cash around, just because the record company have now paid a rather substantial amount in advance for the forthcoming album, he settles on taking the train, because he has no desire to spend any free time he has stuck on a coach.
Not when he's going to be touring the country "at some point" and the prospect of being confined to a tour bus for umpteen hours a day and continuously on the road, is filling him with dread.
