I was born in Manchester and I went to school there, although I lived in Stockport; as a teenager I went shopping in Manchester most Saturdays with my friend. In my late teens and early twenties Manchester was the place I went for a night out or to the theatre. Manchester is also the home of my beloved Manchester City. I live in Cheshire now but I still love Manchester.
This weekend as the sun shone on Manchester, I took my son to some workshops at The Royal Exchange and found myself with a few hours to spend in the city centre. It was only two days since I had last been there and I kept to the area around the Royal Exchange and Corn Exchange.
On such a lovely day lots of people were around, enjoying the sunshine at cafes and bars. There were plenty of people about in Exchange Square too just taking a rest and soaking up the sunshine in our all too brief summer.
We had a lovely walk around the cathedral, an area I haven’t been to for many years, and a quick visit to The National Football Museum. I will certainly be going back for a longer visit as I didn’t have time to explore thoroughly, but what I did see was really interesting and well displayed. I found myself wondering if my Grandad went to matches in a suit and flat cap, very unlike the replica kit and team colours worn to matches today.
The new Co-Operative building is looking pretty good now too.
Manchester is a really beautiful city, especially if you take the trouble to look at all the amazing buildings. Of course, we don’t always get the sunshine which improves the look of almost any town, but next time you go to Manchester just lift your head from the shops and take a look around, even on a dull or rainy day you’ll see something to lift your spirits.