I know the streets of Leicester, they are in my bones and the every step I take is part of my history. This ancient city is my home. Sometimes I love to feel the familiarity of the streets and breathe in the dirty air (much cleaner than it used to be!) and sometimes I find the noise, dirt and griminess will never come off. I live high up looking down. I know the noise the city makes, the ebbs of flows, through day and night. I am home, always will be.