I've been walking slowly. I want to notice the texture of the city, the history in it's surface. It becomes a meditation on material construction, bringing the background slowly into focus. The brick is part of our human history used to shelter us for thousands of years. Cities in the North West seem to be expanding upwards and outwards rapidly at the moment, which can be exciting. I hope that we manage to conserve the best bits from every era rather than pulling older buildings down and throwing up new, larger ones in a generic international style. It might sound hugely optimistic but I'd like creativity not just money to shape our built environment.