manchester

This blog has an editorial policy of banning pictures of the city of Manchester ever being shown on it.

So I'm happy to report that after my visit there today, there aren't any pics to put up of anything remotely Manc.

I only went there to buy an album I'd seen on a website. Another lost gem returned home today is The Move's 1970 opus, "Looking On". £25.

I like Manchester as a place - it has some lovely architecture and the city centre is imaginatively laid-out and tastefully built. But the only redeeming factor about the people who live there is they made it happen, they didn't fart about and argue about what was best and what wasn't for their city. They just got on with it. If it works - great. If not - so what.

In Liverpool, there's far too much politics involved to get anything done - well, not in a hurry anyway. It's either Protestant or Catholic, or Militant against Fascist, or Liverpool versus Everton. As I said in a previous blog post, there's no sitting on the fence here. The neighbouring local authorities to the City Council absolutely despise Liverpool. St.Helens hate Scousers, Wirral hates Scousers, Southport detests anything remotely Liverpudlian. It's a complete mish-mash or petty bigotry and misplaced local pride.

Manchester and the surrounding area don't have these hang-ups. They just want a nice place to live and work, and are quite happy for Manchester to be the focal point of it.

Mancs are still of shower of inbred, hard-faced remnants of afterbirth with no sense of humour at all. They don't deserve their nice city.

But we, sadly, deserve ours.......