by Peter Barber
Imagine a 5 storey spiral tower with a little shop on the ground floor….. A friendly stepped path dropping into a cobbled street winding up the outside of the building to little landings…. neighbours pausing for a chat. A more generous spot with a sunny settle…. widening in places into a garden terraces, front doors open, a natter, some DIY, a bike on the railings, an al fresco fag, familiarity, friendship even… shades of old Porto where I remember houses ranged along steeply stepped alleys dipping down to the Douro.