back in the old town
Last week I took my daughter to register at her chosen college. Much to my surprise she has ended up at the college in the borough I grew up in, and at the college I would have gone to had I not gone to my school's sixth form. It's a surprise because living in a city I had hoped and expected that my children would take advantage of the city colleges, but she wouldn't even go near Birmingham Metropolitan, or BMET as it likes to call itself. It probably hardly matters. Most colleges these days are new, architecturally designed buildings and offer the same courses. This college is brand spanking new. The old college had been a 1970s municipal type building up the High Street, sat amidst all the more glorious Victorian buildings. I should imagine it's been knocked down now. I don't know as there is not much reason to go up the High Street anymore because all the shops are now centrally located. Or at least the units where shops should be are. The town library is, ...