A Slate sojourn down to the Wigan Pier Experience.
Posted by Alan Allport at September 5, 2004 04:35 AMNo froze, but I reckon Orwell would've had a few things to say about the terrible food they serve at The Orwell pub at Wigan Pier. On a continuum with the grub he was served at the boarding house!
Posted by: June Thomas at September 6, 2004 04:23 AMThanks June. I enjoyed all your Slate pieces last week; as a Liverpudlian I'm temperamentally disinclined to think about Manchester much at all, but given that I'm currently reading through every copy of the Guardian from 1946, I'm a little more Irwell-conscious than normal right now. Nice site, by the way - one for our blogroll, I think.
Posted by: Alan Allport at September 6, 2004 04:45 AMAlan -- Every copy of the Guardian from 1946? Am trusting you're suffering through all that microfilm for a rewarding reason & am hoping you don't mean "from 1946 to present" at least. Even I wouldn't subject myself to that kind of ordeal.
June -- thanks from me too for the Wigan story. Sounds like the repackaging may still not be as bad as the gentrification of Steinbeck's Cannery Row in California.
/M
Posted by: Martha Bridegam at September 6, 2004 08:42 PM