Between the concrete and glass of the city centre office developments, down side streets and alleys, the remnants of a bygone age remain, part hidden, glimpsed in passing but unremarked. Look up! Above the shop front facades, the bright lights that draw consumers like moths to the flame, burning them as surely as the moth is burned. Above the glass fronts and the bright lights lives a World of brickwork and architraves, gargoyles and wrought iron balconies, the secret in plain sight if only we used our eyes.
The styles a dizzying array, Palladian, Neo-Gothic, Georgian, Edwardian, Victorian building styles when solidity and quality were not yet dirty words, when craftsmen toiled by hand to wring a structure from its bare components. Repurposed now, these former homes of the wealthy elite, the industrial giants who made this city great. the merchants and financiers who fuelled a boom and built an empire. Almost lost now in a sea of post-modern mediocrity but still there for those who care enough to see….