Watch: Chetham students sing Manchester’s hymn of hope

Una says:

I spent yesterday afternoon in Manchester, seeing all the tributes and the masses of people trying to make any sense of Monday’s slaughter. I felt it was where I should be given I had twelve very happy years there, and where wonderful Michael, my brother, has been for nearly forty! I’d always considered Sale to be my second home. Place is buzzing, and there’s life in those around with heads held high, and plenty of street musicians. Everyone out enjoying the sunshine at 28C, restaurants heaving and Albert Square having the athletes lined up for the Manchester City Sports. But it’s awful for folk bereaved and those injured, and that family in Otley in West Yorkshire beside me expecting the worst, have now found the mother has been killed. And everywhere is the police with machine guns, even on the train from Leeds to Manchester. Makes a lot of things in life fade into the insignificant.