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Some blogs I know

  • Fat Man on a Keyboard
    'At first they came for the smokers but I did not speak out as I did not smoke. Then they came for the binge drinkers but I said nothing as I did not binge. Now they have an obesity strategy...'
  • My Shitty Twenties
  • Baroque in Hackney
    Any friend of JD Salinger is a friend of mine...
  • New York Bike Blog
  • Cocktails and Records
    ... what could be finer? A weekly tune from the record box, handpicked, dusted down, and lovingly described. Also the place to get answers to Major Questions Of The Day, such as 'is rollerskating the new trendy alternative to bicycles?'
  • Clutching the tea cup
    '... or staying afloat while monumentally out of my depth in foreign parts'
  • Belgian Waffle
    Prolific? Bien sur. Waffle? Not a bit of it. The best thing to come out of Belgium since Leffe Blonde, and that is saying something.
  • Non-working monkey
    'Why taking work seriously turns you into a cock', among other lifesavingly important career advice.
  • ishouldbeworking
    She should be working- somewhere near Brighton. But we are thankful that she is writing. Among other talents, an enviable ability to eavesdrop the choicest conversations...
  • Razorblade of life
    'Not so much cutting-edge as half-cut and still sliding'...
  • Nine foot Joe
    tall man
  • blue cat
    This blue cat fellow (he writes for the telly you know) issues forth an apparently effortless stream of grade-A funniness that has me overcome in turns by helpless laughter and shameful, powerful envy. There I've said it.
  • Joella
    Joella in Oxfordshire. Working for The Man while training to be a plumber (I think!). Loves gherkins, hates aubergines... and Fascists.
  • Jason Mulgrew
    Jason in his own words: 'I am from a blue-collar Irish Catholic family from Philly, complete with a chain-smoking tattooed dad, a short gregarious mother, a younger brother that despises me and a younger sister who’s pretty sure I’m gay'.
  • Clare Sudbery
    Another of Mancheter's finest... a textually loquacious word-freak, with quite a way with words.
  • Chocolate Sandwich
    Unusual delicacies from Gateshead, Tyne and Wear.
  • A Free Man in Preston
    Office life with unforgettable characters such as 'Stella, my eighties yuppie witch of a team leader', seasoned with occasional out-of-hours forays into the murky world of Lancastrian barbershop quartets. The writer is a very nice chap to boot.
  • Assistant
    another Jonathan! Sure there's a lot of it about...
  • what's new pussycat
    What can I say here? Just a very funny, engaging and captivating writer.
  • Bushra
    Bushra's blog/ homepage/ call it what you want
  • girl on a train
    ... and sometimes in an office and in some other places.
  • Dubsteps (formerly Hobo Tread)
    Thoughts of Skif, a Havant and Waterlooville fan exiled in Liverpool- possibly the most engaging non-league football writing to be found on the web- and with a little bit of politics, and plenty more beside!
  • Tired Dad
    The Man Who Very Nearly Fell Asleep
  • troubled diva.
    Mike, the self-styled 'Fairy Godmother of British Blogging'. He got us all published in a book, you know...
  • Glitter For Brains
    glitter! for brains!!
  • Rhodri
    Livejournal is much-maligned in some quarters which is perhaps why you haven't seen a link to Rhodri anywhere else. Be assured, though: this is a writer of rare poise, able to extract hilarity from the most humdrum of subject matter. Oh and as well as being a professional broadsheet journalist he's also the keyboard player with Scritti Politti (I swear I'm not making this up).
  • Private Secret Diary
    Dispatches from deepest Norfolk. Not that private and not that secret. Just consistently hilarious.
  • little.red.boat
    Cool name... really cool site!
  • 1000 Shades of Grey
    He's actually black and white.
  • Silent Words Speak Loudest: Unlicensed to thrill
    an exiled geordie in nottingham- no, in birmingham!
  • The man who fell asleep; Sadness and ecstasy in unequal measures
    The book inspired by this veteran site (A Year in the life of The Man Who Fell Asleep) features the 'sarcastic polar bears of north London' among other oddities that the author manages somehow to render absolutely plausible.
  • Emma Kennedy
    the daily weblog of BBCTV and radio's Emma Kennedy. The design and format (and the car number spotting thing!) may be copied from Richard Herring- but Emma has very much her own writing style. Consistently entertaining.
  • Pete Ashton's Internet Presence
    Birmingham's finest. Writing with enviable clarity on every subject under the sun since 2000 (a very long time indeed!). Now with added nice pictures of canals and stuff...
  • Tokyo Times
    Lee Chapman. Not the ex-Sheffield Wednesday striker (at least I don't think so) but an English bloke who lives in Tokyo. And tells interesting stories about it. Often accompanied by pictures.
  • Petite anglaise
    Petite, our very own 'cause celebre' (she was sacked for blogging back in the day, you know). The first novel now published, but she hasn't forgotten where she came from, oh no...
  • diamond geezer
    From London. And seems to have been around for about as long as the City itself. One of the 'Old School'.
  • Looby
    'An awkward, clumsy fellow; a lubber; a novice'....a venerated (if refreshingly irreverent) blogging institution. Lancaster's very finest!
  • RichardHerring.com
    The comedian Richard Herring's kind of online diary thing. Always worth a visit.

From the neighbourhood

  • Levenshulme Daily Photo
    We're a very photogenic little suburb, you know. The go-to place for arty shots of express trains speeding past sports centres, kids on scooters dissappearing up alleyways... and rain. Lots and lots of rain.
  • Love Levenshulme
    Handcrafted local blog taking admirably positive slant on all things M19. Equally delightful postcards available from libraries, butchers, and candlestickmakers the length and breadth of our part of the A6

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January 07, 2005

Comments

Wendy

Am I right in saying that Manchester has two Waterstones? I prefer the bigger one on Deansgate though.

Abby

Move over Engels! When it comes to describing squalid mancunian sidestreets, you are the man! I might also offer that, although I used to live in Manchester, when I try to picture where exactly it is that you're talking about my mind is clouded in a sort of brain-fog. A product of the curiously labyrinthine streets no doubt. I wonder if this neighbourhood is in the A-Z or spookily left out like those secret nuclear installations in Nevada.

As to your bicycle aerobatics -- bleeding hell, man!

jonathan

Hello hello!

Wendy- there are indeed 2 Waterstones- a big one on Deansgate and a little one just behind it opening onto St Annes Square. The smaller one is full of absent-minded bookish types, labouring under the misapprehension there is only one store with 2 entrances, searching for the non-existent Art History section. Some of them have been in there since 1989.

As a further source of confusion for geographically-challenged bibliophiles, the central library is housed within a perfectly round building. You start walking round then think, 'hold on, I've passed those shelves already, I must have done a full circuit', and turn back for an anticlockwise revolution. And then back again. More than once I have grown dizzy trying to find the admissions desk. Which is not to be advised, as the building also has one of those scary old-fashioned staircases where the well goes right down the middle and you are convinced you are going to jump over the edge if you don't concentrate really, really hard.

Abby- imagine coming out of the back entrance of Afflecks Palace and heading away from from Piccaddilly Gardens, past the fruit and veg stalls in front of the ugly 1970s multi-storey car park. You're at the bottom of Tib Street, gateway to Manchester's Trendy Northern Quarter. Hurrah! Now, avoiding the temptation to nip into the Love Saves the Day Delicatessen for an onion bagel and a bag of Czechoslovakian toffees, turn left for no apparent reason whatsoever into some dingy-looking backstreets, and Bob's your uncle.

Next time, The cut-out-and-keep Crinklybee guide on How To Get From Chorlton Street Bus Station To Ho's Chinese Bakery Without Getting Unaccountably Lost in the Grounds of UMIST (in Thirteen Easy Stages).

Zorkon

Arg, yes, the elusive Chinese bakery and its coconut buns for 60p. It is swathed in mists I tell you! If you are able to describe its location we will have to kill you.

Lee

Ah, Afflecks Palace. That name brings back a lot of happy memories.

The last time I was in there it was all "Madchester" tshirts and flared jeans.

I'm guessing it has changed a bit since then...

gavin

I'm a new visitor to your site. Liking it a lot. A lot a lot.

Ever tried Kebabish, up Picadilly Basin way? mmmmmm tarka dal, keema and peas and roti for three quid. happy days.

jonathan

Thank you Gavin, for the comment- and the recommendation. I am constantly on the look-out for new 'rice and three' experiences, and may well try to search out this Kebabish of which you speak. The Piccaddily basin would be somewhere near the train station, right?

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