Leeds Leeds Leeds

While Rowan was at the Triathlon Academy session at the John Charles Stadium in Leeds I walked into the city centre. There is a bike route all the way, via the Middleton Railway [a preserved line] and the River Aire. It was a fantastic walk - empty of people on the way out [truly Wenderesque] then buzzing in the city centre cafe where I had a coffee.
I even wrote a poem. I am under no illusions about the quality of my very rare poetic excursions but here it is anyway.

Leeds Leeds Leeds

The heritage railway here is
Fast behind bars.
Rusting hulks loved but
Brambled.

Cycle paths are made
Millenium bridges thrown up
Capital is spent.
But they are unloved.
Glass is my constant companion
Follow the smashed-bottle road.