Danielle, Paul and I went to see King King [third time in a year] again at Fibbers in York. What a great band they are, up to standard and wildly received by all there [except Paul].
Then back over to Manchester for the new work. Even the River Irwell has been cleaned up a bit now; the city used to turn its back on it.
I wrote this having walked with joy from Victoria station past the Cathedral in the wonderful regenerated Manchester that is a great inspiring place. Then this morning I woke to the news of the bomb that had killed and maimed in that very area. No words ...
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