Attending a university where I believe to be in probably a 5% Northern demographic it is easy to lose my sense of identity in a desire to fit in amongst the masses. The mocking of my Manchester twang, words and attitude is a daily part of my day. However today I couldn't be more bloody proud to be a Manc. Reading and watching our beautiful city do its beautiful thing has warmed every part of me on a dark day. So Stay Strong Our Kid.