OCCUPIED COUNTRY

I Think I'm Going Back (again)

Well I've waited a long, long time to see City win at Old Trafford but I have to admit, if you're going to do it, do it when the World's media are in attendance waiting for a pre-ordained scenario that should have gone something like this:-

Scuffles before the game due to inappropriate and offensive chanting from the vile and loathsome City fans.

A disgraceful and shaming disruption of the minute's silence by the vile and loathsome City fans.

A stunning display of all the best that football can offer from "The World's Greatest Football Team" as the frankly amateurish Manchester City roll over and are tonked 6-0 after a master display in footballing skills from the mighty Ronaldo.

Disgraceful scenes after the game as the vile and loathsome City fans vent their frustrations on the elderly, toddlers and disabled leaving Old Trafford.

*snigger*

I bet there was a whole host of journalists frantically retyping copy on Sunday evening. All the pre-match build up was aimed at how City fans would disrupt the silence. All the predictions were how United would stuff us. All wrong but now we're damned with faint praise as the emphasis turns to the fact that nobody should be congratulated for respecting a minute's silence and United were overawed by the "sense of occasion".

Sometimes you just can't win.

Still, an easy six points ;-)

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Wahey! I've got another interview tomorrow with Manchester City Council so everybody cross their fingers for me. Anything to get out of this back-breakingly tedious job. I may be physically a lot fitter but my mental health is suffering with each day that passes. I'M A REASONABLY INTELLIGENT PERSON. GET ME OUT OF HERE!

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Anyway it's my day off tomorrow. What shall I do (apart from my interview - which isn't until 6:00pm). Probably something photographic, followed - after the interview - with something alcoholic.

I'll sign off with pics again as this has now apparently become a quasi-photoblog.


Time passing by at the speed of light.


Pools of light in Victoria Station bar. 2 Megapixel cameraphone.


Underground car park, Manchester.


Victoria Station in the late afternoon February sunshine.


Manchester Evening News Arena steps in the afternoon February sunshine.


Is that my bus?


Spinningfields, Manchester.


High rise 19th century v high rise 21st century. The Great Northern Railway warehouse and the Beetham Tower.