So, I am sitting typing stuff whilst Songs of Praise is on in the background.  How I love it - real Salfordians being real Salfordians.  There was someone called Lisa, a bit of a diamond in the rough, a true Salfordian in whom there was no guile.

I spent a very significant year of my life working with a Roman Catholic church in Swinton, very near where Songs of Praise was recorded.  Happy memories, and lovely to hear those accents!!