Category: Manchester

I didn’t recognise the flag, I thought it was Iraq. But it’s actually Kurdistan. You won’t find Kurdistan on a map. There are about 40,000,000 Kurds and they live in part of the Middle East that covers parts of Iraq, Iran, Turkey and Syria, not the calmest part of the world at the moment. Stronger, neighbouring countries have never allowed them to have their own country which has led to resentment and sometimes toppled over into violence. They are the second largest stateless nation in the world. The troubles over the last decade in Iraq have allowed the Kurds in the north of that country to establish some autonomy for the first time in a long time, but neighbouring countries like Turkey and Iran with large Kurdish minorities aren’t thrilled about that as it might encourage their own Kurdish people to break away. The Kurds in Syria are at the mercy of IS. And the autonomy of the Iraqi Kurds is under threat as IS make gains near them.

They seem to be a decent people who are moderate in their views and open to ideas from outside. But they are under threat and need help from outside or they might be overwhelmed in their lands. These Manchester based British Kurds were stood in front of Queen Victoria in Piccadilly Gardens trying to get their plight across to the city generally. I hope they can prevail in their native country and not be overrun by IS, one of the nastiest bands of ******** anywhere in the world at the moment.

Here they are proudly showing off their national flag but also parading their British credentials.




In case you are wondering which nation is the largest stateless nation in the world, it is, surprisingly, England with a population of 52,000,000. We do have a government in London that we share with Scotland, Wales, Northern Ireland and a scattering of little islands about the coast. But Scotland, Wales and Northern Ireland have their own governments as well. England does not have this luxury, something that the unsuccessful independence vote in Scotland has brought to the forefront of our thoughts. It is causing a great deal of resentment among us English so watch this space.

For the benefit of those people who don’t know what these are, they are books. Before iPads and Kindles came along, people used to seek them out when they wanted to find something out or be entertained by a story. You could go to book stores to buy them or go to libraries to borrow one. They were useful and good fun. OK, I exaggerate. They are still pretty mainstream and I still prefer to curl up in bed with a chapter or two of a real paper book than I do with an electronic device (stop giggling at the back there!). And I do like to look at books on, say, art, because it’s a much pleasanter experience. If I’m off to sit on a beach for two weeks (not likely to happen, I’d be bored witless after 30 minutes) I might load a few airport novels onto my iPad I suppose. Having said that when I do do some writing, like at JUST WRITE or on here, I do it straight to the iPad or laptop rather than on paper. I like the idea of writing my thoughts down rapidly as they come to me. And then I can cut and paste and rewrite and refine my writing without having to write the entire thing out again.

But I still love books so it was nice to see the piece of land by the painted electrical substation on the corner of Thomas Street and Tib Street in the N4 was being used for a second hand book market. I love these as you can often find a gem or two at a bargain price and give an old book a new life. This little market is just round the corner from Affleck’s Palace, Manchester’s centre of independent shopping all under one roof. It’s a great Manchester institution and one of the first things to have been set up in what became the N4. Yesterday Lady GaGa was in there doing a bit of independent shopping. She’s in town today to do concerts at the Manchester Arena. She likes coming here and the N4 is right up her street.







I’m not actually vegetarian but I think I’m moving that way. I do enjoy the taste of fish and meat but I can easily put myself off it by thinking about what the anonymous slab of food on my plate actually is. I don’t eat chicken anymore at all since I held a live one a few years ago. And I think I could easily be put off pork products and beef. I have meat free days but if it’s put on my plate I will eat it. We are omnivores and I accept that.

I don’t avoid leather shoes, belts, bags, coats etc. as they are by-products of the meat industry and it would be a waste not to use these products. However, I do have a problem with animals that are raised solely to provide clothing for people. And that clothing is usually high end designer stuff. Fur coats have all but disappeared in the UK. They are so poorly thought of after a long campaign in the last century that people just won’t buy or wear them. You will find them in Paris and Milan but never in London or Manchester. If you think you have seen one it’s either on a foreigner or is artificial. The fur industry has all but died in the UK.

But some stores are getting round it by importing clothes from outside the UK that use real fur as a trim. Harvey Nichol’s, one of my favourite stores in the city, has been doing this apparently. So these protestors were outside letting the public know what was happening. They weren’t trying to stop people shopping there, they were quite away from the entrance, but it might make people think before going in. And if that beautiful, winter coat is trimmed with real fur, hopefully they will think twice before buying it. The store will soon stop stocking these garments if people don’t buy them and there’s no profit in it for the store. Plus a lot of adverse publicity. I signed their petition.




On Cross Street, just around the corner from King Street, this huge plastic tent has been erected outside the Cross Street Chapel. Work to build the new tram route across the city centre has revealed the old burial ground of the Georgian Cross Street Chapel. When the Victorians were building their city they widened Cross Street and lined it with great commercial buildings. They just ploughed their new street across the old burial ground. Manchester’s traffic has been thundering across it for the last 150 years. Damn Victorians! If they weren’t vandalising Tudor buildings they were building roads across cemeteries. And they completely destroyed the pretty Georgian market town that we had before they built the Victorian city.

We live in more thoughtful times I think. And before the trams can roll along Cross Street in 2017 all the bodies under the street will have to be removed and reburied, with due ceremony, in a quiet part of Southern Cemetery. To maintain the privacy and treat the people with dignity, this huge tent has been erected while they remove the remains.

I’d love to know who they were and what their stories were. A while ago we were up on Hadrian’s Wall, the great wall built by Emperor Hadrian to mark the edge of the Roman province of Britannia and keep the barbarous Scots and Picts out of the Roman Empire. We were watching and talking some archaeologists who were digging in the vicus (civil settlement) outside one of the forts. One of them handed me a dice (die?) that a Roman soldier must have dropped nearly 2000 years ago. Apart from the archaeologist, I was the first person to handle this object since the Roman soldier had lost it. I remember closing my eyes and trying to see the soldier. For a minute or so I had a connection with a guy who lived in a different world, in a different time. And while I have some idea of his world, he can’t have had a clue about mine.  

On a point of practicality, the building of this tram route along with other major building projects in the city at the moment, is making driving round the city centre an absolute nightmare. If you’re coming, park outside and use the trams, trains and buses to get in. Its the price we have to pay for living in a successful city I suppose.



One of my favourite small buildings in the city is the former MONSOON store building on the corner of King Street and Police Street. I say ‘former’ because MONSOON moved out last year. They moved into a huge new unit in the Arndale Centre. The building has been a shop and occupied by one business or another continuously since it was built up to last year. It was sad to see it empty for the first time in its long history.

With its black and white exterior it looks like a Tudor building put up somewhere between the times of Henry VII and Elizabeth I, including her father Henry VIII. But it isn’t. In those days where King Street is now, in the centre of Manchester surrounded by a population approaching 3,000,000, was fields outside the small market town clustered around the church that would become the cathedral just 10 minutes walk away. The woodwork and the enclosed plaster is far too regular to be real Tudor, a more refined building technology and tools have built this. Also, real Tudor buildings are unpainted wood and the natural pink of the plaster not this black and white. This is a Victorian idea of what a Tudor building should be like. Chester, a little city near to Manchester, is full of such buildings. They are all glorious fakes. The Victorians also went so far as to paint original Tudor buildings with black and white paint to ‘improve’ them. We have been spending a lot of time and money taking them back to something that Elizabeth I or Henry VIII might have recognised.

I was pleased to see something seems to being done with the building again. Maybe a new store? But I have heard rumours that it might be turned into a restaurant. As people know we are desperately short of both these services in Manchester.





I’m on a mission to spend an extra £60 in local, independent businesses in Chorlton before New Year’s Eve. It started when a picture appeared on my TWITTER feed. It stated that if everyone spent £1.20 ($2) extra in local businesses each week it would bring in millions into the local economy, creating new jobs and a vibrant high street. I’m not counting the glasses of wine I drink in ODDEST and the coffees I have in the Post Box Café. They are part of the my usual routine. You have to buy something extra locally that you would normally get from one of the big stores.


We’re having a warm weekend. Apparently there’s a huge storm in the Atlantic that stretches from Canada to Europe. It’s stuck there and it’s dragging warm air up from Africa. So Summer is having its last (possibly) hurrah. We will have to enjoy it while we have it as next week that hurricane that is battering Bermuda at the moment is going to arrive. It won’t be as windy as that but its going to be wild and very wet. But it was nice to walk about in Chorlton in the warmth in October. I’d dressed in layers for autumn but they really weren’t necessary.

It was Chorlton Market day so I thought I’d go and check it out. Markets are great for encouraging people to visit an area. They then go on to shop in local stores and everyone benefits. Here’s what I got in Chorlton.


I got three pieces of cheese (Mature Cheddar, Lancashire with Garlic and a piece of Stilton) for £5 from the market. I also got from the market, a jar of apricot chutney and a jar of piccalilli for £6.20. The French stick (£1) came from Epicerie Ludo, Beech Road’s award winning delicatessen. We’re having these after dinner tonight.  


I liked the look of the homemade Steak & Stilton Pie from the market for £5.50. And the Eccles Cakes that are made locally in Manchester were £1.95 from Epecerie Ludo again.


I wanted some fruit so I went to Elliott’s for some bananas and little satsumas. They came to £2.50.  


Altogether I spent £22.20 locally today. Add to that the £7 I spent last time and it comes to £29.20, just under half way to my target of £60.


Back in the summer the Dig The City Urban Garden Festival brightened up the city centre with ten days of all things horticultural, bringing colour and gardens to the busy city. The sun shone on it, mostly, and people came in their thousands. Then it was all packed away and disappeared even faster than it had taken to put it up. But I found a tiny reminder that had been overlooked on one of the city’s streets. I wonder if anyone can guess where it is?


While I was in Spinningfields last weekend I thought I’d take a picture of one of Manchester’s most spectacular, modern buildings, the Civil Justice Centre. We had a series of little courts across the city that dealt with various types of crimes of different severities. Some of them were old and expensive to run, some just not up to the tasks demanded by a modern city. So it was decided to close them all and concentrate their activities in this new building in Spinningfields. I’m not sure what happened to the old buildings. Some may have bit the dust but others, like the Old Courthouse on the other side of Spinnigfields in its beautiful Victorian building on Deansgate, has been converted and turned into restaurants. As regular readers of this blog will realise, we are very short of places to eat in this city.



The resulting new build has established itself as an iconic building for the city with architectural critics waxing lyrical about it and the general population taking it to their hearts. It’s a clever building. The part that faces south where it will face the sun from early in the morning to late evening in summer and through daylight hours even in a Manchester winter, has been covered with a huge metal brise soleil (sun breaker) that shades the offices and courts inside from the full glare of the sun.


The northern side, that doesn’t see sun at all, is one huge sheet of glass that traps heat, warming the building. When it was built it had the largest stretch of uninterrupted glass in any building anywhere on the planet. I’ve not heard of any other out doing it yet.




The two ends of the buildings have these rectangular blocks jutting out from the main building. They contain courtrooms of various sizes. They give the building its unofficial name, the Filing Cabinet. It looks like an old fashioned filing cabinet with the drawers pulled out.






Some people thing that modern architecture can be cheap and bland, this is neither.

Last night was my third evening in a row at the Post Box Café. This time it was for Cake Club. But, as we were making the classic Italian dessert, Tiramisu, it was really Pudding Club I suppose. Tiramisu is one of my favourite puddings, I can eat any amount. Here’s the recipe, we did the one on the left…


First you mix the Mascapone cheese and the cream in a bowl…


Beat it together until it begins to thicken…

Add some Amaretto, Brandy, Masala wine, Whisky to taste…

Mix some strong coffee with a little more of the alcohol of choice. Allow it to cool before use…

Dip the sponge fingers quickly into the mixture, don’t leave them in there to get soggy…

Put a layer of the soaked sponge fingers at the bottom of your container. You can make individual Tiramisus in dishes for a dinner party or make a bigger one in a bigger dish to share…

Spread a layer of the cream and cheese mix over the fingers…

Grate some dark chocolate…

Sprinkle some of the chocolate across the cream and cheese mixture…

Another layer of soaked fingers…

More of the cheese mixture…

More grated chocolate and then add some cocoa powder. Chill in the fridge for a while. Chris said the longer you leave it (within reason) the more the flavours develop. So I’m leaving my two until Friday evening. Something nice to look forward to at the end of the working week…


Last night was my second evening at the Post Box Café. This time it was to attend a new monthly event called Photographique. The idea is that we meet up and learn to improve our photographing skills. Mine are pretty basic. I have a camera that I just point and press with. If I want to get closer I can use my simple zoom. I also use my iPhone if I’m out and about and love the panorama function. And I use my iPad especially if I need a picture to be ready quickly to be uploaded somewhere.

A Post Box Café panorama…


There are a lot functions on my little camera that I have no idea what they do. It will be interesting to see what they are all for and how they can improve my photographs. We were sent to take some pictures of the café. Pictures that, if we looked at them in a year’s time, they would say ‘Post Box Café’. These are some that I took featuring things I saw about the café that I like and captured the café’s colour and style. I was using my point and press method.











Chris has found a retro cocktail cabinet in one of the local shops. It was covered in glasses and there was a vase filled with sunflowers. The pictures I took here and one by the window were affected by the artificial light in the café. My camera wasn’t reproducing the colours my eyes were seeing. This is, apparently, to do with the White Balance. My camera has a setting that can be changed to deal with this. So the following are, more or less, the same picture taken by my ‘point and press’ method (1st one) and then with the White Balance adjusted for the artificial light (2nd one). You can see the difference. I learned something.







I also learned about Macro Mode. I may have got this wrong but I think it enables you to take very clear photographs of very close things. I enabled it and took the two following pictures of some white flowers on the table in front of me. I don’t think I got it right because the pictures aren’t that clear. They are a bit fuzzy. And comparing them with the picture of the white flowers above (look for the one with ‘8’ on the table) which I took by my ‘point and press’ method with added zoom, the above picture is a lot clearer. I going to have to check this again.