Twenty-one years ago this month, I and two friends, Ben and Tim, launched the long-forgotten Manchester Left magazine, pledging to counter the “London-centrism” of the British Left. (The fact that we were all Londoners who had barely set foot outside of the Manchester University campus would be no obstacle.)

Thatcher had just won her third election victory – and so Manchester Left came just in time to lift progressive spirits with its sunny prose and cheery cover image. It did at least succeed in its aim to be “non-sectarian”: articles by trotskyists and anarchists sat next to a defence of Labour modernisers by fellow student Derek Draper. (At the time we thought Derek was terribly right-wing because he went around quoting Roy Hattersley at us; now it’s a sign that he’s left-wing again.)

The magazine was made possible by the arrival of a £2,500 Apple Mac SE in our student union, complete with a tiny 9″ mono screen and an exotic piece of software called Quark XPress. Even with these tools, production was not always easy. One article, imaginatively titled “Socialism and Democracy”, was supplied by our politics lecturer Norman Geras. These days Norman is best known for his well-read Normblog, but what impressed us then was that he was ON THE EDITORIAL BOARD OF NEW LEFT REVIEW.

In 1987 you didn’t just email someone a Word attachment. Norm handed us his lengthy manuscript and we proceeded to key it into the trusty Mac over several days weeks. (When I say “we”, I mean Claire – although we had the latest means of production, our relations of production were less developed.) We dutifully printed out a proof on the beast of a laser printer and handed it to Norm. The problem was that none of us had bothered to read it first. Norm, who was nothing if not meticulous, looked slightly aghast and said gravely: “I think we have a problem.” Then he sat us down for what felt like three days, took out his red pen, and talked us through each mistake. There was at least one in every sentence.

And what of my co-conspirators? Ben, always proud of his kaffiyeh, travelled through various shades of non-zionism, post-zionism and anti-zionism until he settled on, well, zionism. And Tim went on to write the definitive history of disco, Love Saves the Day.