It's been more than a month now since I've been living in Manchester (Chorlton to be more precise, and near the Southern Cemetery for even more precision), and it actually feels like I've been living here forever. It gets better every week, as I get to know more of the place all the time, and as I get better at speaking English.

As a French person living abroad, I have, of course, things to moan about, things that surprise me and that I find quite strange... (not, I'm not talking about food at all...) which I will probably write about in upcoming articles. But I have to say, Manchester really is a breath of fresh air for me...

So I will post this article with a very cheerful pictures, because I think this shows this kind of atmosphere that you can only find here, in England, on a rainy evening walking home along the cemetery.

(okay this is really awkward to write the first post on here)