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Zombies in the heart of Didsbury

The Returned. Spooky French series where the town’s dead return (hence the title), unaware they are dead . Lots of moody French people standing around smoking shruggily. Not like the beautiful people sitting outside Shed D’Albert, but gallically challenged.

Yesterday lunchtime, I was driving distractedly through The Village, when, as though it were a scene straight from Dawn of the Didsbury – I saw a small woman in a t-shirt and jeans. She looked human and real down to the last detail, but for one tiny flaw.
I saw her outside the open doors of Gourmet Burger Kitchen, which was open. How? Was it Didsbury Open Gardens? Was this a chance for a final stroll of the last great empty indoor space in the region? Would Zombie Burger Kitchen be taking over and eating our many barbers and Estate Agents?
GBK died in the great pandemic that also took Nido. A virus that infected restauranters into thinking they could make a buck in Didsbury with any old crap.
What next? Razma Reads re-appearing with living dead and political biographies only. Domino’s serving food so processed it has a half-life? Aldi doubling as a bus garage?
These are strange times. The addition of Wine & Whallop from the team that brought you Folk and South Park series 8 looks promising. The French Patisserie that has taken over Ashley Brown can have its own blog and Giddy Goat Toys will soon see off Toys R Us. But…

Casa Tapas has either turned into a closed film set or followed Spain out of the World Cup and news reaches DD HQ that Cafe Rouge is going. This is a public disaster. Rouge is more influential in Didsbury Child Rearing than Gina Ford and Aptimil. It has hosted more dates than an Algerian port and deserves listed status, not the chop. Over 20 years the staff have been unfailingly helpful and the food great. I will be signing the petition and march for them before popping down to the Shaun of the Dead Burger Kitchen.

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A Zombie’s brain pattern

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Extra security has been drafted in , so have dormitories

Just missing Sweeney Todd

There is a brand new innovative hair salon opening on Barlow Moor Road in Didsbury. The other 74 no longer Brand New and possibly not as innovative hair salons in M20 (including the cannily named M20 Salon) must be sweeping hair nervously and pacing their boutique staff rooms in a mousse of a fluster. It’s time for a meet and greet haircut ring showdown. A bit like The Warriors but with more gel. If the 196 active hairdressers / barbers in Didsbury met at Gourmet Burger King on any given Sunday to Saturday they could a) all get a table. b) enjoy the surprisingly high-quality coleslaw.

Is this the invasion of the hair cutters or an indictment on the bouffant loving M20ians whose postcode hosts only 3 bookmakers (Will I Am Betting, David Pluck the Button and A Lad Name Brook), 1 library and 2 tapas bars (the sublime Morcilla-friendly Pinchjo’s on Burton Road and the sturdy Casa Tapas in the village) BUT could comfortably cut the hair, whilst charity dressing the whole of Cheshire in one go.

So welcome to the Hirsuite jungle Tysons. Once a dog, then a boxer, now a brand new innovative hair empire.

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Didsbury is closed, give generously

January in Didsbury. The last of the Wensleydale with Cranberry is on special offer at The Cheese Hamlet. Snipers stalk Gourmet Burka King in the forlorn hope of customers to snipe at and East Didsbury is closed until February half-term.

Wing mirrors have had to leave the north to find work

 

On the Bo-Ho Westside there are offers that translate as “guilty about trying to detox like everyone else? Still pretending you are young and your liver and laughter lines can cope? Spend money here on drink you don’t want and food you can’t stomach – free staff member with each order (PAYE not included).”

Let’s be honest. We are northerners and it’s January. We love moaning and this is a slush fest for our empty accounts, creaking knees and high energy bills.

Celebrate the dark starts and leaden skies. When we have that 90 degree day in June you will pine for the “is it actually daytime” retro pit-pony feel of January. Revel in the lack of dilemma. You cannot afford it, you don’t need it, you don’t really want it. It just fills that need for instant gratification that reaches a crescendo around New Years Day.

Didsbury in January. I have a full diary, a tired Didsbury Son, an empty wallet and Ranitidine in the cupboard; perfect.

A large cat considers the credit crunch

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