I pretty much haven’t stopped since I arrived in England on Sunday. There is very little time to write and I seem to be working almost constantly from 9am to 1am, but I couldn’t resist taking some photographs of my home town, Leeds, today. It has changed so much since I left in 1995.

I don’t have time to write but hopefully some of these pictures will provide an interesting sight for those who still think of Leeds as a grim northern town or those who have never seen Leeds. I love this building which I think has only been up for a few years now.

I understand this old Post Office is now a trendy restaurant. And I love the way this newer building (below) blends into City Square so well.

And I couldn’t resist this (below). Not something you see every day as you are driving around Leeds. A biker doing his bit for transatlantic relations.

Now, back to work. And hopefully, some time soon, to bed.

CORRECTION: I stand corrected. As my friend Beau pointed out, I moved back to Leeds in September 2002 for almost a year. How could I have forgotten those joyous days sticking price labels on Top Man suits on the bank of the River Aire?