Mmm: hot chocolate, perfect for a bitterly cold day. Not that I’ve been loitering, mind: I have been darting all over this city, catching as much as the short daylight hours allow. Weather such as this must have been a shock to the Roman system when they founded their town here (perhaps “breast-like hill”). Later, the city’s appalling poverty and working conditions featured in an 1848 novel — the first by the author (born 1810).I drove in from the east, passing a football club. One of its greatest managers steered them to the league championship in 1968. Just shy of the city centre, I reverted to shanks’s pony. I crossed a river (not the principal one here) some 11 miles long. It connects with…
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