I’ve kinda lagged a bit with the blogging recently. The last blog I wrote was weeks ago. I’ve had a bit of a writers block; in all respects. I’m gonna force myself out of it with another Life in Letters.
Right, the letter ‘M’.
The thing I will talk about today is Manchester.
A year ago I moved to Bolton, a town in Greater Manchester. I grew up in West Yorkshire, Hebden Bridge, and my sister and I spent a lot of our time in Manchester at Afflecks, the Arndale, The Northern Quarter, etc. I probably even met my now boyfriend when we were kids both hanging out in Manchester, and just never knew it. (:
I was so happy when I finally made the move up nearer my now favourite city. I truly feel at home in Manchester, and though my house in technically only on Greater Manchester, I still visit the city every week, and I’ve been primarily only living in the city for the entire of the summer.
It’s the most amazing place. And it’s so nice to finally have a place I can call ‘home’ and genuinely love to live.
I expect that once I’m done with University, I will move into the city centre. I doubt very much that I will return down south to Oxford.
I love Manchester!
Thoughts, musings, and ramblings... 