Thank You, Manchester

For being my home for twenty years.

Portland Street.

Midland Hotel.

Spire of Manchester Cathedral.

Beetham Tower through the trees of St John’s Gardens.

Ducks and geese in the canals at Castlefield.

Canal Street aka Gay Village.

To (mis)quote Fatboy Slim, we’ve come a long way together and I have to praise you like I should. The city has changed a lot since 2003 when I arrived here to take up a placement as an au-pair. So have I, hopefully, more towards the improvement way.

Note, Manchester is not gloomy. I took these pictures earlier in the year, during winter time. Hence the greyness.

Note 2, the anniversary is not on the day of the publication of this post, but it is this week.

Note 3, the top picture was taken with my smartphone, the rest with my camera.

The First Daffodils 2023

I call them little pieces of sunshine. In my local park they aren’t out yet, but there are loads of them in the Manchester city centre.

From the little garden outside Manchester Cathedral.

These grow in St John’s Gardens. They’re also smaller than normal daffodils. They’re like mini daffodils.

In Castlefield. I could focus either on the daffodils or on the magpie. The magpie wasn’t cooperating anyway, so I chose the daffodils. Damn birds never play along!