Here I am. A Brummy that isn't a Brummy, Brummy born, Scottish bred, of no fixed abode. Yet I find home in the cold grim North. Lancashire. Rusholme, Wythenshaw. These places are my true home. Why. Why have I become attached to these Northern realms ? what unseen pull has drawn me ? Long before I knew its source Joy Division, New Order, Morrisy. Unkown people of the North West pulling me there.
Wednesday, May 14, 2003


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