I'm writing about Manchester actually. Quite a nice little town I must say. So no hate at all really. We went there last weekend to see Ned's Atomic Dustbin (and Pop Will Eat Itself) perform at the Ritz, to see an old friend, and to do some sightseeing. Like a last chance to see before the Iron Curtain drops. So many years after Ian Curtis dropped. That was a thoroughly bad pun, I apologize. Sincerely. Sorry, Theresa, you old cunt. Anyway, I'm digressing. Manchester. The town close to Liverpool. That is owned by foreign money. Featuring two extremely rich football clubs. Both of which got kicked out of the Champions League this week. While the Reds advanced to the semis. :-D Manchester. Pretty town. We enjoyed the Science and History Museum and the Imperial War Museum, great building and exhibitions. We skipped the National Football Museum because I'm not paying money for a super commercial enterprise like the FA. The only thing that I found puzzling about...