THE TEMPLE OF CONVENIENCE

“You haven’t really done Manchester till you’ve done the Temple of Convenience” said no-one ever. I’d never. But these Young People know how to have a good time, and insisted we finish our Freshers’ crawl in a converted public toilet. Frankly, if the Temple can re-open during Covid, anywhere can. Eight of us in, unless… Continue reading THE TEMPLE OF CONVENIENCE

PUTTING A DAMPER ON FRESHERS WEEK

  I was too dopey to go to University, so I’ve no idea if my Mum and Dad would have visited me (probably by tractor) a week after I moved into Fresher’s accommodation. Mrs RM and I haven’t actually broken down in tears, as is the¬†fashion among the middle classes when their children leave home,.… Continue reading PUTTING A DAMPER ON FRESHERS WEEK