The Plastic Mancunian

Welcome to a wet and miserable South Manchester where the rain is drizzling down and making my cats wet. You may think this is funny but it ...

  I was sitting in a bar in Amsterdam many years ago with an British work colleague and a Dutch man who was a customer. We were enjoying a q...

Mrs PM and I have recently returned from a week long break in Playa Blanca, Lanzarote in the Canary Islands. We were meant to go to Malaysia...

After the brilliant 1980’s my life changed once more in the 1990’s and it will remain a turbulent, yet ultimately enjoyable decade...

I wanted 2017 be a good year compared to the debacle that was 2016 but so far it is proving to be as bad – if not worse. I won’t e...

When I woke up yesterday morning I was stunned because the first words I heard on the radio were: "I know that some people will ...

My favourite artist over the past couple of years is Steven Wilson, the man behind Porcupine Tree. Today’s song is called Insurgentes ,...

Edging out towards the pop end of the progressive spectrum are Electric Light Orchestra a band who combine rock and pop music with clas...

Let’s go forward in time to a history lesson at school, say in the year 2066. The conversation will be: Teacher: Johnny. Can you tell ...

My last post eulogised about the English countryside. I think it’s only fair to do the same for my adopted home city of Manchester. ...

There is nothing more relaxing that watching a beautiful sunrise or sunset. Manchester is covered with cloud most of the...