Category: Manchester

Work was difficult this morning. People not turning in and the new regime of manager’s hasn’t really got bedded in yet. Personally, I think there were far too many changes at once, the new managers aren’t sure how things should be and some people are taking advantage. Stuff that should have ben done yesterday didn’t happen until I spotted it today which slowed us down. To get all the work done, instead of leaving at 10, I was there until 11 30. That was a pain. And it became an actual physical pain when I piece of wood I was moving fought back and hit my shin bone. I have a bruise the size of an egg on it. I don’t think it’s broken but it’s painful. I will keep it up tonight while I lie of the sofa and watch Strictly Come Dancing.

I went into Chorlton after work to pick up a few things for supper tonight and have a walk. In spite of the lump on my leg I got round. For mid autumn it was quite warm (if you wear a sweater) and it’s been dry. There was music to entertain the shoppers. Outside B&M Bargains these six young lads were playing their assortment of guitars while the guy sitting down beat out the rhythms on his tea chest. They were good and people appreciated them. Their box was filling up nicely with £1 coins. Apart form a little chant, they didn’t sing. They all look of an age where their voices aren’t that reliable. I remember that period well. The embarrassment of having your voice slip from one register to another and then back again and you have no control over when and how it happens.


Outside Barbakan, on Manchester Road, there guys were entertaining the diners on the terrace where people were enjoying what might be the last BBQ of the year. They are all of an age where they don’t have to worry about what register their voices are going too come out in. They were raising some money for cancer research. Great strides have been made in the treatment of different kinds of cancers. But, as other diseases and conditions that used to see us off have been defeated, cancer seems to be the one that eventually gets us.


Having done my errands I wanted some coffee and cake. So I called into the Post Box Café, which was busy, for some. I had an Americano. And for the cake I had one of Chris’s new creations. It’s a Strawberry Chocolate Fudge Cake. Beautifully moist cake, sandwiched together by rich chocolate fudge icing. The top is decorated with buttercream icing into which crushed strawberries has been whisked in. Then dusted with strawberry pink crystals. It was delicious. Have some if you are passing by.


Debra led Cake Club this week. It was Halloween treats. We made Witch’s Fingers which are a kind of cheese straw. They were surprisingly easy to make. Here’s the recipe…


First weigh out 200g of plain flour, 100g of butter, add a pinch of salt…

Work the ingredients together with your fingers to make fine breadcrumbs. It’s a pastry so it’s important not to work it too much as you don’t want gluten to develop. It’s not a bread…


Add the 75g of mature cheddar and 25g of parmesan cheeses…

Mix 1 egg yoke, a pinch of English mustard powder and a pinch of cayenne pepper…

Make a well in the middle of the dry ingredients, pour in the egg yolk mixture and gently bring it all together. Don’t work it too much because of the gluten thing…

Roll it out into a rectangle. Cut the pastry into fingers. A pizza cutting wheel is good for this…

Mould the rectangles of pastry into spooky ‘finger’ shapes. Press 1/3 of an olive to one end to make the finger nail. Bake in the oven (190C/375F/Gas 5) for 10-15 minutes. Keep your eye on them. Let them cool and enjoy. These were delicious. Sometimes cheese straws taste of nothing much but these were deliciously cheesy. I’m going to make a batch to serve with the Roasted Tomato and Pumpkin Soup for Halloween supper…

We also made Parkin. This is a northern English ginger cake that is made at this time of year. Sadly I loathe ginger in all its forms so I passed on these little Parkin Cupcakes with spider’s web icing. I tried a little of Debra’s recipe for Parkin to see if I liked it any better than other’s I’d tried. But ginger really isn’t for me. Along with peanut butter and coconut as well. To make the spider’s web you cover the cupcake with orange icing. Then you pipe a spiral of black glace icing onto the cake. You use a cocktail stick to pull the icing into the web shape from the centre to the edge…

Here’s my attempt. I think I need practice. Mary Berry makes it look so easy. So did Debra…



We have got used to TV programmes and movies being made in the city. And since media City has opened attracting a lot of the support talent needed to make the movies and TV happen to the city, it’s quite an industry. Another movie is being made here. It’s called ‘Genius’ and stars Colin Firth, Jude Law and Nicole Kidman. Messer’s Firth and Law have been in the city for the last few days filming but Ms. Kidman has yet to put in an appearance. The film is set in New York and Manchester is starring as New York in 1900. For some reason, parts of Manchester seem to evoke early 20th century New York City. They are using the N4 and the streets around Canal Street for the rougher side of New York. While the grand commercial buildings of King Street have been used to stand in for smart New York. The Old bank of England building was bedecked with stars and stripes (I wondered if they counted the stars properly, there weren’t 50 in those days) and the street was filled with old American cars.

Many thanks to Andy Duggan and Theme Park Investigator for these pictures…








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?