The paperwork has been signed, the deposit has been paid, the contracts have been exchanged. Unless an act of god blows the building over or some part of the machinations of bureaucracy goes wrong, I’m going to be a homeowner. …Of a house 250 miles away from where I currently live. Ah. So I’m moving to Manchester, England’s definitive second city (suck it, Birmingham). For those not privy to the beeps lore, Manchester and its surrounds are where I lived and grew up before I moved to Bristol in 2010. My family live around there still, as do a lot...