City as a character
I chose to study the changing cityscape of Âé¶¹´«Ã½Ó³» for an A level geography project at school. I arranged a meeting with a representative from the city’s council, met them in a large boardroom and was given access to maps and plans allowing me to plot the growth and diversification of shops in the city.
I walked up and down the main streets, clipboard in hand, comparing the now to the then. If I was to repeat this exercise today, then it would prove that time and place moves on, but always stays connected.
Âé¶¹´«Ã½Ó³» is very much a character of its own that matches each and every one of the denizens who live, work, love and grow here. It grows, it bends, sometimes it aches, but it never breaks. It is resilient.
I have grown up, as we all have to do some time, and developed as a person through new experiences, by learning from others and by successes and failures of my own making.
As a teenager, I was part of the city’s football team academy of excellence, until chronic injury curtailed the hope of turning out in green as an adult.
The first football match I saw live was at Home Park, where Kenny Dalglish’s Blackburn Rovers, thanks to hat-trick hero David Speedie, beat an Argyle managed by Peter Shilton – the England legend who once presented me with an end of season player award.
Blackburn went on to win promotion to the First Division, which we all now know as the Premier League. In a year or two they were winning the title, while Argyle continued the annual cycle of a hope for promotion against a regular battle for safety.