So this is Sand Street, on the edge of Sandhills, former equatorial Permian desert, former sandstone quarry, former Vauxhall Pleasure Gardens, current country park.
I have written elsewhere of your particular peculiarities – Particulations.
Trying its level best to keep up appearances, through the vicissitudinal ups and downs of these most austere of times.
Criss-crossed by rail and tram, under arch, tunnel and viaduct we go, in search of who knows what.
Come on down enjoy the view.