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Zoe Mulford: Postcards (Blog)

I am testing the proposition that renting a car periodically will allow me to do the legwork I need to do while being cheaper than owning one. Unfortunately this means that I have more to say about getting to the Topic Folk Club than I do about the very enjoyable evening at the club itself.
Google says 2 hours to Bradford. Dithering over my packing, I fail to leave as planned by 3 in the afternoon and get out the door at 4 during rush hour. Three hours later, I arrive in the outskirts of Bradford, where I promptly get lost among some of the worst sprawl I’ve encountered in England - swooping 4-lane roads, tangled roundabouts, and endless shopping malls. I pull over and call the Bradford Irish Club, but I can’t explain to the landlord where exactly I am (“a Tesco on the ring road”), so he tells me the name of the neighborhood where the club is and a prominent local landmark nearby. This enables me to follow signs to the right general area, where I park and finally [...]
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The Beetham Tower is the tallest building in Manchester. Like many city residents, I can see it from my flat.Like some local equivalent of Mount Fuji, it presents a constantly changing aspect depending on the weather - standing out against a clear sky or shrouded in low cloud, twinkling with lighted windows at night or completely obscured by snowfall.The lower half of the building is occupied by the Hilton hotel. On my side of the building, part of the lighted sign is burned out or blocked - causing the building to drop its “H”  in a most common manner and become the ‘ilton after dark. I don’t know why they haven’t fixed it; it’s been like this for as long as I’ve been here.On the top of the building is a metal grid, the purpose of which is unclear. There is also a small crane, which is used to lower the window-washers down the faces of the building.The building or some part of it generates a humming noise, which we can hear from our flat on [...]
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Come See Everything

Posted on February 13, 2010 with 0 comments
In the spring of 2006, my spouse took a position in England at the University of Manchester. In June, I arrived in the UK to join him. My general plan was to take the British folk music scene by storm while keeping in touch with my friends and fans in America by posting a blog.That’s the beginning of the story. Fast forward to 2010. I have been keeping a journal and taking pictures as often as I remembered to carry the camera (until the camera was lost in an airport) but never got off the ground posting them. What I have now is the electronic equivalent of a shoebox full of snapshots and half-finished postcards.In Salman Rushdie’s Midnight’s Children, one of the bit players is a Delhi peep-show man. All over India, Rushdie explains, peep-show men invite patrons to “Come see Delhi!” The vendor whose patrons see Delhi every day of their lives faces a marketing challenge, so Rushdie’s peep-show man calls “Come see Everything!” He then becomes [...]
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