If the metropolitan elite are not your bosom buddies, it’s probably not for you
What’s going for it? There are many Didsburys. There’s the teeny Lancashire hamlet, all lanes and rose-strewn cottages huddled round St James’s church, caught in a meandering curl of the river Mersey. Then, confusingly, there is Didsbury Village, not a village at all, of course, but an estate agents’ “Village”, up the road from the actual village. Keep up. It’s not at all village-like, being more like a normal town centre stuffed with Subways, passing lorries and Greggs, but contains a lovely cheese shop, a good butcher, a purveyor of sushi, and opticians selling “eyewear”. Then there is West Didsbury, which rocks more of an artisan coffee, slinky casual dining and boutique chocolatier kind of vibe. These three make up the Didsbury Of Popular Culture, the butt of jokes, natural habitat of the north-west’s metropolitan elite, a kind of Mancunian mash-up of Notting Hill and Hackney with more umbrellas. And not forgetting East Didsbury, which everyone seems to, perhaps because it is more affordable. It contains a Travelodge, a Tesco superstore and a Cineworld multiplex and couldn’t pass for a village even if its streets were bumper-to-bumper with combine harvesters.
The case against One of the priciest parts of Manchester, East Didsbury excepted. And, if the metropolitan elite are not your bosom buddies, probably not for you. The sometimes not-that-distant hum of M60 and Manchester airport.
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