Whilst Rowan was triathloning on Saturday I walked through what Martin Kelner calls the Garden City of Leeds. And in a strange sort of way, that is what it is. Woods and valleys reach right into the heart of the city from the moors beyond. I came across Kirkstall Abbey which I have passed many times but never stopped to look at. It is very impressive in a dirty-city kind of way, and in better repair than many others [Fountains for one]
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