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We're boating on Brindley's cut cruising to the cotton city Manchester where it all goes on the engine of our empire. Eight hours of ease from Top Locks, meals provided, plenty to see here on the cutting edge of British engineering. A night out on the tiles then back again to dear old Runcorn, something to tell our kids, the start of a transport revolution.
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Nov 1, 2015
Nov 1, 2015 at 10:50 AM UTC
Runcorn: Joining the Transport Revolution
We're boating on Brindley's cut cruising to the cotton city Manchester where it all goes on the engine of our empire. Eight hours of ease from Top Locks, meals provided, plenty to see here on the cutting edge of British engineering. A night out on the tiles then back again to dear old Runcorn, something to tell our kids, the start of a transport revolution.
When the Runcorn branch of the Bridgewater Canal first opened special boat trips to Manchester were organised.
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Nov 1, 2015 at 10:50 AM UTC
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