Next Stop Hawarden

Left London yesterday, for a place called Hawarden (near the town of Chester). Tenilles friend George lives there. To get there we caught a virgin train, which we almost missed, due to late arrival of our meals in the station pub. As we approached the enterance, we noticed everyone running, so we followed suite, and jumped in the nearest carriage. It was the first class section, and I at least, felt at one there. Unfortunately, the ticket guard didn't share this feeling, so we had to trapse though multiple carriages looking for our seats. Most of the houses here seem to be around the early 1900s, and although a smallish country village, the "high density" living mentality still seems to apply. Houses 2 storey, narrow, very close to the narrow road, with very limited street parking.