I had my own little reunion with Salford Uni today. Went for a wander with my remaining marking to the little park in its belly.

I remember my false start, dropping out, doing Psychology at MMU and then going back years later because English was harder. (There’s no chuffing right answer is there?)

Salford isn’t always that pretty, but it’s a gorgeous day here today. I thought about the importance of the place for me. I did so much here, failed, tried again, did a bit better, tried harder, and then harder. And then the MA and that evil PhD (you’ll never be the same again) and then sitting in the park where I was once an English student, marking work.

I’m thinking, I remember dying my hair black that time and knocking everything over at Blackwells bookshop which was seriously bad because I was seriously shy and the guy had been quite cute. (Flaming blush.) The Blackwells is closed now.

Geographically, for about half the week at least, I haven’t moved. But in some other location that you can’t measure, it’s been a weird and massive ruddy jump.

So when I’d finished marking, I walked up through the campus, past the art gallery which has now been revived and turned back, just to get an over shoulder shot of that ugly cranberry red and grey sign (it was nicer before): Salford University. Cue stupid cheesy grin.

I owe this place a lot. It was literally the start of a new life and a new way of thinking. Sometimes I forget that all that penury and fumbling and studying and getting to grips with stuff has paid off. Do we give universities enough credit for what they do? For people, and not just CVs. Do I sound like Carrie chuffing Bradshaw? Oh well.

A happy day.


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