I was 'there' with 'work' yesterday - my third visit. I thought it was frabjous and had lunch in a charming Victorian arcade - in a 'cheese' shop, no less. I saw some spotty emos looking damnedly important in that silly way 16 year olds do, plus a few Superking-faced cadavers dressed like Posh Spice catching buses back from shifts at chip shops (at a push),plus the street were they film Dr Who. I think I could live there once I realised how near the Welsh Club is to the station.
Look - Joe Positive!