Although I was brought up right on the outskirts of Brum, I wasn't born there (we moved there when I was two) and was forced to move away when I was sixteen.

I still consider myself a dyed-in-the-wool Brummie though. Brum still feels like home in a funny sort of way (although it's changed beyond all recognition in many places), and Brummie culture feels right to me.

Am I right or self-delusional?

Up the Villa!