terraces – BrownhillsBob's #365daysofbiking

#365daysofbiking No ifs, The Butts:

November 15th – Riding home again on a late one, I swung a shortcut through the area of North Walsall called The Butts. One of my favourite parts of town, I love the dense, busy terraced streets, frantic rooflines and the way it all looks so warm and homely at night. There are real architectural gems here, and also usually cats, wandering dogs, people taking the air.

Sadly I don’t come here as often as I perhaps should do, as the dense parking makes for many a close shave on a bike, but it’s so worth it fro the brisk, handsome urbanity.

March 15th – Passing through Pleck on an evening commute at sunset, mashing into the wind. Not a pleasant ride, but stopping to wipe my eyes, I noticed what a lovely effect the light was having on the wonderful row of terraces on the Walsall Road.

Such fine chimneys, and remarkable symmetry. Even the sun over the canal – from what normally could barely be described as good view – was gorgeous.

I love these spring and autumn sunset commutes. Shame Walsall doesn’t have many good places to catch them from.

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.