Someone sent me this description of Manchester from Lonely Planet. It has to be one of those most colourful blurbs I've ever read on this fair city:
Manchester is looking up. Gone are the Dickensian days of grinding poverty. Gone too the gloom'n'doom of the 1980s indie punk scene and its Joy Division pessimism: over the last 15 years the city has developed a champagne-for-breakfast insouciance and an almost giddy attitude toward fun.
That's ridiculous. I haven't had a champagne breakfast for weeks.
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