You may or may not know that I have moved from the westside of Didsbury to the eastside of Didsbury. English Glen and a few others have even stayed up in the towers where I now reside. Ostensibly I still live in Didsbury, the young professionaldom of south Manchester, but it reality I live 200 yards from Burnage train station. Anyway, I explored my new postcode by foot this morning and here’s what I saw:
- two cheeky little Mancs on a Sunday morning jaunt looking pleased as punch with their new Audi hubcap;
- one baggy-eyed Manc looking pleased as punch with his chips and gravy after a big night out;
- a load of Manc police officers about 150 yards up my road looking pleased as punch with their special tents set up, forensic police in appropriate attire and road barricaded (since yesterday evening)… Yes there appears to have been a murder here last night. I can only assume Cheese pissed off one person too many last night.