I took a few pics of Manchester after lockdown while I was still going to work (I’m classed as a key worker).
Piccadilly Gardens:
Pigeons have now taken over the town (I’ve seen that happen before, albeit briefly), though I wonder how they’ll get fed, as with no people in town eating, there are no crumbs left for them.
Is there any better sign of the bleakness of the times we live in than a closed McDonald’s?
Market Street:
Written in chalk on the pavement:
Entrance to Arndale from Exchange Square.
Printworks–I’ve never seen it shut down in all the 17 years I’ve lived in Manchester.
Well, here’s your gloomscapes, the Universe whispers to which I respond: I did not want this! I only like it when it’s fictional! I only to like to imagine it!
I used to joke often about the upcoming end of the world, never did I imagine it would happen for real. In the future, we will talk about the before and after. Everyone will know someone who has lost someone to the virus.
How am I gonna be an optimist about this?
Bastille, Pompeii
The only way is to hope that the world will change for the better–and work towards it.
Some Photoblog 
Key worker solidarity! I normally commute via car, but I had to get the tram one day last week, and it was positively eerie to see how empty the city centre was. At least that means that people are hopefully staying home, and helping to flatten the curve!
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I’ve been into town once since lockdown, for a blood donation appointment at the place just off Market Street, and it was so weird seeing everywhere closed and empty.
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