It’s Not Grim Up North
It’s Not Grim Up North is Emma Yates-Badley’s blog for Northern Soul. It documents her rekindled love affair with the city of Manchester.
Review: From a Dark Place: How a Family Coped with Drug Addiction, Albert Square Chop House, Manchester
Sitting in the dimly lit bar of Manchester’s Albert Square Chop House – nursing what can only be described as the world’s biggest (and most expensive at £6) gin and tonic – I wait for the launch of From a Dark Place: How A Family Coped with Drug Addiction to begin.Read the full story..
I am infuriatingly punctual. I can’t bear tardiness which means I’m usually left standing outside in the cold, or at the bar, waiting for others to show up.Read the full story..
I once set up a creative writing class at a youth centre. I went armed with Berol handwriting pens and my own teenage experience. Only two lads turned up. They laughed, teasing me and each other.Read the full story..
I am starting to think that my greed for gyoza and Tsingtao beer displeases the gods.Read the full story..
I have an issue with chopsticks. I just don’t get them. Over the years, my friends have attempted to teach me but, like figuring out a Rubik’s Cube, I find them impossible.Read the full story..
We’ve all got our own procedure. I do mine in front of Netflix. Housemate lays out her tools in the bathroom sink like she’s preparing for an operation.Read the full story..
Manchester’s Spinningfields is not my usual haunt. There’s something about the glossy buildings that simply doesn’t appeal. It conjures images of suits and fancy-ish women in fancy-ish dresses congregating by the bar. I prefer the pre-war graffiti-daubed grunginess of the Northern Quarter, and the undoneness that only comes with old buildings.Read the full story..
The last time I was offered a full body massage, I was staying on Gili Trawangan, an island just off the coast of Bali. It was so brutal that I felt like I’d accidently entered a wrestling competition – and lost.Read the full story..
Have you ever woken up in the middle of night with the terrible feeling that something isn’t quite right?Read the full story..
I used to work as a receptionist in the City. It was a tedious job which saw me required to wear a tight, impractical uniform and a mandatory pair of heels. My male colleagues, naturally, were allowed to wear flats.Read the full story..
Northern Soul Awards 2017
Congratulations to all the winners at the Northern Soul Awards 2017. It was a cracking night. For the full list, click here http://awards.northernsoul.me.uk/2017-winners
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