Norwich

Norwich Bloggers, buyers, sellers, hipsters, grifters, grafters, funeral directors, specsavers, uneven pavements, cobbled stone church yards full of bones, phones4u. 

Churches, pubs, clubs, subway. Tattoo parlours. Flower sellers. Secret tellers. 24 hour buses that come every half an hour. Locals. Carrow road football. Schools.

Fools in leather jackets with pierced ears and tea spoons for fingers. Taxi drivers who love Terry Pratchett and The Royal Family in equal measures; read ‘The Colour of Magic’ in the car when bored.

Artists who measure their success in how much coffee they can now afford. Bored teenagers who are more fringe than face. Middle aged retired police officers who drink wine because they’ve got too much time,Very little crime. Occasional rows between mothers with tightened brows, fathers with permanent frowns. Kids so angry that there’s still spittle collecting around their mouths. 

Town? 
City. 
Weird but kind of pretty.

 Lewis Buxton