Nonfiction | Invisible Cities

The Endearing, Rugged Charm of Leeds

“Ay up, love, y’a’right?” the taxi driver asked. “What? I’m sorry, excuse me?” “Oy, ay said, y’a’right?” he repeated. “Pardon? Oh…yeah…I’m fine.” Bit rude, I thought to myself. Did I look upset? “Ya know ‘aought about Leeds, love?” What in god’s name is this man talking about. I had to follow the “three times rule”, […]