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Introduction	My name’s Danny Higgins. I’m thirteen. I’m really ordinary. There’s nothing about me to make you interested in my blog – except one thing. I time travel. Imagine, Richard Branson or Bill Gates – those mega rich people would no doubt pay millions to travel back in time – to kick about a so called football with a rough lot of Tudor chappies. That’s what I did when I went back to 1588. That’s 422 years ago. The place I went back to is still standing in a part of Cheshire. It’s called Little Moreton Hall. I expect you think that I am making all this up and I wouldn’t blame you if you did – I would be just the same but I’m not writing this to convince you. I’m trying to see if anyone else out there has gone back in time – and lived. I’m like those scientists who train there telescopes on the sky and listen for messages from aliens. They’ve been doing it for years, and they don’t give up – they just keep sending out a message in the hope that some other civilisation will pick up. This blog is me saying: Is there another time traveller out there? It kind of gets lonely being the only one.

Introduction

My name’s Danny Higgins. I’m thirteen. I’m really ordinary. There’s nothing about me to make you interested in my blog – except one thing. I time travel. Imagine, Richard Branson or Bill Gates – those mega rich people would no doubt pay millions to travel back in time – to kick about a so called football with a rough lot of Tudor chappies. That’s what I did when I went back to 1588. That’s 422 years ago. The place I went back to is still standing in a part of Cheshire. It’s called Little Moreton Hall. I expect you think that I am making all this up and I wouldn’t blame you if you did – I would be just the same but I’m not writing this to convince you. I’m trying to see if anyone else out there has gone back in time – and lived. I’m like those scientists who train there telescopes on the sky and listen for messages from aliens. They’ve been doing it for years, and they don’t give up – they just keep sending out a message in the hope that some other civilisation will pick up. This blog is me saying: Is there another time traveller out there? It kind of gets lonely being the only one.