On Saturday night, I caught a train out of London. I love the capital, but after another week spent embalming my feelings with booze and sneering at the world like a soulless replicant, I longed to be somewhere where people aren’t ashamed to let their basic human failings hang out like gunts.
My destination? Bradford: a place with a history of violence. As a Channel 4 documentary aired tonight will no doubt show, the problem with Bradford is that people with different coloured skin live there. White, black, Islamic, you name it – they say it’s grim and grey up North, but in Bradford you’ll find the kind of cosmopolitan human rainbow you just don’t get in a place like London. And in London, there is no violence.
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