The city you’ve always lived in – or at least, grew up in – will always seem 1 part comforting and 1 part boring. Technically Preston is a city but I’ve never heard anyone who actually lives here call it the ‘city’ – it shall be Town or P-Town forever. Either way, you often don’t notice things in your own town/city/village/neck of the woods until someone points them out to you. When you then realise that some pretty nice places…
