I’ve been experiencing a nagging feeling lately....Manchester International Festival has been and gone and once again I haven’t seen any of it. Not a peep. Doctor Dee was tempting, as almost anything crafted by the hand of Damon Albarn is, but opera? Since once sleeping (whilst semi standing up) through the Flying Dutchman in Vienna, I just don’t think I could bring myself. I would have loved to have seen Johnny Vegas and his link up with home shopping channel Ideal World last week, especially as the wonderful Kevin Eldon was playing the floor manager, but I was deeply skint. Having limited (and I mean very limited) funds is very dull indeed. Anyway, I don’t know anyone who has seen anything from the festival. And everywhere you go in town, you just can’t escape it with those massive white flagpole things – Manchester once again showing it’s limitless talent for self promotion (which is a good thing). I hope I haven’t missed out too much. I did enjoy the Culture Show’s trip up north to cover the Festival – shame the sun wasn’t shining in Salford when they were filming in the shiny new Media City. Something I found really interesting on the show was the feature on Sefton Samuels. Never heard of him? Well neither had I, but it seems he’s the David Bailey of the north. So yeah, he’s a photographer. In fact he was L.S.Lowry’s favourite photographer – now that’s an endorsement if ever there was one! His new book, Northerners, features over 200 images covering 4 decades. It almost makes me wish Christmas was close by so I could start dropping hints...
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