Revolutionary Rants

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I think I’m going back

Well, I am back in the town I spent most of my formative years in, and where, indeed, I say my ‘A’ Levels: Mansfield.

I have been back here quite a lot, as my brother still lives here with his family, but it is always funny to come back. It has changed so much since we left in the early nineties; there is now a BK, a MacDonalds and multiplex cinema, the river where I walked Beano is very different, tidied up a bit, new bridges and re-scaped banks in places. As the post Thatcher generation comes of age, often jobless in this area, it seems a little bit less safe. Like poor old Nottingham, I suppose; the old class divisions have changed, gone, to be replaced by a darker, deeper cut underclass and upper-middle England.

Hooray for the free market.

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