A Yorkshireman, I am most at home on and in the hills. If you are not walking upwards or downwards in West Yorkshire, chances are you’re either asleep or in the pub.

Which makes a city like Copenhagen such foreign terrain for the likes of me. It is so, so flat. It feels like walking along the top of a table. So much so that I wonder whether I have a subliminal fear of unwittingly falling off.

 

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August 11, 2018

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