Return of the Manchester buzz

I never thought that a return to Manchester would shock as much as it actually did. Surrounded by city noise; the banging of the bus, the screeching of cars an the general city buzz was more apparent than I ever remember. Maybe I had got used to the noise when I lived there just over a month ago but, now I am acquainted with the quiet and calm of Rovaniemi it aggravates me as I make my way through the city. I long for the only noise of he crunching of the snow.

The hustle of people I have to avoid and change my path for add to the aggravation - I think I am sounding like an old man hear, as the voice of my Grandad rings in my ears.