Category: identity

Outsiders: back with a vengeance

I’m here in a new bar, but it’s an old bar. The bar that was here before is old and gone, the new old bar is a lot like a bar that used to be in its place years and

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A hundred thousand tables

  A hundred (or more) tables but I’m not hungry. How hungry can one town be? How much lunch can one town eat? But here they are and here they eat. Here where the echo of a phone shop rings. Here,

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The scallop line: the true boundary of Greater Birmingham

It’s going to be fun to stay in the WMCA. The West Midlands Combined Authority that is. It would be called Greater Birmingham if those from the Black Country could see beyond their mounds of faggots, scratchings and closed heavy

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What happens one hour after drinking a Brew XI?

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The Craft City Line

We’ve been out drinking for about six hours, we’ve lost a lot of people and one of us is bleeding. In a few minutes one of us is going to try to pick a row with a train driver. I

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Concrete and Cocktails: a journey to Birmingham’s glitter-stained independent heart

An unchained psychogeographic adventure from the authors of Pier Review. Can you drink in all of Birmingham city centre’s independent hostelries in one day in 2011? Yes of course, although it might not be sensible. This is the first appearance on

Local shops

Shops used to be different back then, from now and from each other. Each one had its own smell and atmosphere. Visits to Witton Road were infrequent, as the concrete shopping centre at Perry Barr was the preferred destination, but

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Thinking of you at Christmastime

You open an envelope that is slightly bulkier than the average Christmas card to discover that it doesn’t contain money, only a folded couple of A4 sheets in twelve point Times New Roman. It’s the scourge of the festive season:

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Birmingham sends out a Christmas round robin

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How Brummie are you? Quiz

There are physical limits on the city, but what are the limits to being counted as her son or daughter? Londoners negotiate their rights to belong through the soundscape of their districts: born within Bow Bell’s peel and you’re a

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