We meet Manchester’s new freshers
The kids are alright. I loved reading Mollie’s interrogation of freshers behaving (not very) badly. Loved it because we’ve all woken to a bright yellow morning in late September & I’m transported back across half a century to my first days at (Hull) university, & (lucky me) life has little better to offer than those days of social discovery & untainted optimism. My God, Manchester is lucky in its annual transfusion of students. Stay lucky you all.
Loved the article. It took me back a good few years.🙂