Hello, my name is Benji and I’ll be your host for the coming week. It’s been suggested to give me “hell” by Jon, I’m sure you’ll not want to disappoint. My first visit to Birmingham was at the age of eight or nine years old, my family were involved in running a church in Wiltshire and we came to visit a famous preacher (I can’t remember which one) who was speaking in the city. Memories linger of the old Bull Ring, markets & vivid inner city smells. Fast-forward ten years, I’ve left the leafy town of Calne, Wiltshire, the home I grew up in and was settling into life in Canterbury. My parents had always joked that as the final child to leave home they’d ring up and tell me they’d moved but not tell me where. I think this joke traumatised me slightly, I’ve always been fearful of coming home and finding everything I own having vanished from my flat or coming home and discovering someone has stolen my front door. Keys have a strange significance to me and my next thing I want to own, having collected a front door, washing machine and sofa, is a set...
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