October 2nd – I felt this was probably going to be the last good day of the Indian summer, and headed out for a long ride. I had a small errand to do in Leicester, so caught the train at dawn, and resolved to ride home on NCN 6 to Derby, then back from there along the Trent corridor.

I came through Spinney Hills early in the day. This row of remarkable terraces – all named after classical characters – is astounding.

Every time I  come to Leicester I spot some new architectural gem. I love this place.

September 1st – Today, for the first time in ages, I had to go to Leicester for a work appointment. I forgot how wonderfully vibrant the city is, and how gorgeously eclectic the architecture is.

Brutal in places, it’s mostly Victorian faux-gothic, elaborate terraces or just plain bonkers. The church spires coexist with minarets, tower blocks and statement systembuilds. The streets hum with chaotic, frenetic activity.

I love where I live with all my heart, but there will always be a soft spot in there for this city, too. I could live here.