Here is the north, this is where it lies,
where it belongs, full of itself, high up above
everything else, surrounded by everything that isn't the
north, that's off the page, somewhere
else... Paul Morley grew up in Reddish, less than
five miles from Manchester and even closer to Stockport.
Ever since the age of seven, old enough to form an
identity but too young to be aware that 'southern' was a
category, Morley has always thought of himself as a
northerner. What that meant, he wasn't entirely sure. It
was for him, as it is for millions of others in England,
an absolute, indisputable truth. But he wondered why,
when as a child he was so ready to abandon his Cheshire
roots and support the much more successful Lancashire
cricket team, and when as an adult he found he could
travel between London and Manchester in less than two
hours, he continued to say he was from the
North. Forty years after walking down grey pavements
on his way to school, Paul explores what it means to be
northern and why those who consider themselves to be
believe it so strongly. Like industrial towns dotted
across great green landscapes of hills and valleys,
Morley breaks up his own history with fragments of his
region's own social and cultural background. Stories of
his Dad spreading margarine on Weetabix stand alongside
those about northern England's first fish and chip shop
in Mossley, near Oldham. And out of these lyrical
memories rise many disconnected voices of the north;
Wordsworth's poetry, Larkin's reflections and Formby's
guitar. Morley maps the entire history of northern
England through its people and the places they call home
- from the frozen landscapes of the Ice Age to the
Norman invasion to the construction of the Blackpool
tower - to show that the differences go deeper than just
an accent. Ambitiously sweeping and beautifully
impressionistic, without ever losing touch with the
minute details of life above the M25, The North
is an extraordinary mixture of memoir and history, a
unique insight into how we, as a nation, classify the
unclassifiable.
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