As a Manchester lass, I faced a bit of a struggle when it came to choosing my university. When you’ve been exposed to some of the best culture, clubbing and coffee shops the country has to offer, the prospect of moving to a...
Read MoreI’ve been trying to work out why I was terribly moved by the death and subsequent tributes to Anne Kirkbride. I could only come up with this: I felt like I knew her. Of course I didn’t know her, never met. Apart from rare...
Read MoreMany moons ago when Bros ruled the airwaves and happy mondays were a day off school, Granada Studios flung open its doors to an eager public including yours truly. This week I got to walk in the footsteps of my teenage self and...
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