Things were changing then – but we recently visited Leicester and was astonished at the state of the place. With the current Labour Junta criminalising certain descriptive language – I can neither confirm or deny that two previous domestic houses that exist on the corner of Barclay Street and Narborough Road (and used to house our neighbours) now form a “house of worship”. Indeed, our experience, arriving as we did on a Friday, was so negative that I was advised NOT to blog about it in the current climate. We were, at the time, staying in the Duddington area carrying-out genealogical research, and decided to add a day-trip to Leicester – a place that I knew vaguely (I remember my grandad who fought at Normandy) and is where my Dad grew-up. I wanted to show Gee and my two children a small part of my past – but my goodness – I can say that we will never be going back there. And certainly not with two dogs in the back of the car. As Marx famously said – “a spectre is haunting the land” – but perhaps not the one he was envisioning. Still, if you visit monochrome King’s Cliff with its obvious bias toward one ethnicity – then Leicester offers the exact opposite. A sort of yin and yang. Needless to say, Leicester has many problems, illicit e-scooters may not be the most pressing.