I walked past something truly odd last night. I saw a guy being half-dragged down the street by his mate; he was barefoot, filthy, and not really responding to anything being said to him. He looked rough, but honestly, I’ve seen much worse after a typical Friday night in Stockport. If that’s the kind of thing that’s getting everyone on this blog worked up, then I’m really not impressed. It was just a bloke who’d had a very bad night and a friend who was trying to get him home. It wasn’t a ‘subject,’ it was just a mess. Let’s keep some perspective.
Man On A Lead
Neither does Reddish on a good day.
That doesn’t sound normal.