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On Monday night I traveled by tram into Manchester for a training session. On the tram were quite a few families with children and teenagers excited to be going to see something. My training finished ahead of the 9:30pm scheduled time and I headed to Victoria station and caught my tram home and went to bed. At 3am I was awoken by the sound of the landline and had a brief conversation with a clearly distraught Wife phoning from Ukraine where she was working, sounding utterly relieved to hear my voice.
That was when I found out about the bombing.
THERE WERE CHILDREN IN THAT ARENA! FFS!
Whoever did this not only has no compassion or humanity, but clearly knows nothing about the people of this great city. We will grieve - yes, but we are Mancunians and we do not give in to terrorism!
After, I found this old bad bit of photoshopping I made. In Australia linen products are generally known as 'Manchester', presumably due to when shipments originally arrived many years ago they were simply labelled with a place of origin. I love this city and this event coming so close after the fire at my own workplace beside the Christie has made me far more emotional than I would have expected. Love and peace. Sleekloon