The Northern Quarter, Manchester
Friday, June 20th, 2008I met Rob McIntosh in Manchester, the night before the UEFA Cup Final (Rangers lost 2-0). Piccadilly Gardens was packed and all the pubs were overflowing with friendly but very pissed Glaswegians. Fortunately, the Scots had not found the Northern Quarter, an eclectic mix of trendy, funky, bohemian bars, clubs, clothes shops and arty establishments. Rob had spotted the old fish market earlier and a bar/resto on the other side of High Street confusingly named The Northern Quarter.
Stumble It!
