I took this photo on Monday of Manchester Victoria Station. It made me smile with its list of places served that ranged, as you can see, from Southport on the one hand to Belgium on the other; a perfect example of the mix of great city with no airs or graces. When I was a kid Victoria was this huge dark grim smokey hell hole of a station, now it has been transformed into a light airy space whilst keeping the heritage of the original architecture of the Lancashire & Yorkshire railway which built it.
The bomb outrage was right next to this building, but I do believe that Manchester will remain strong despite this adversity.
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