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Mmph. Fell asleep in front of the TV last night before 9 (on the floor, due to the temporary couchlessness of my living room) and missed this programme about violence in the streets of the favourite city (town? Overgrown village that used to go dark and shut down at 5pm?) I've ever lived in – not!
No offense to Mike – I'm sure a large part of my problems living there was that at that time I was not willing to give Nottingham a chance. A friend of mine lived there for one academic year and had the time of her life and, judging from parts one and two of Mike's "Nottingham, My Nottingham", it sounds like it has changed quite a bit over the last ten years since I was – briefly – living there.
Monday 21 October 2002 at 10:01 AM
You were in Nottingham ten years ago? Makes me wonder whether we ever rubbed shoulders at that rancid old toilet of a gay club that was Nero's on St James' Street. Back in 1992, I was part of the fixtures and fittings.