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The Grace of a Solitary Dawn

Every local knows the River Leam, but few see it when it truly breathes.
Before the town wakes, before the Mill Bridge fills with the footsteps of the day, there is a fleeting window of absolute stillness.

The Beauty of Leamington Spa — Fine Art Print by Brian Roe

A deeply personal study of transition along the River Leam, captured just steps from where I was born. Here, the historic architecture of Royal Leamington Spa dissolves into the late-evening atmosphere.

“Take a little walk to the edge of town and go across the tracks where the viaduct looms, like a bird of doom As it shifts and cracks where secrets lie in the border fires, in the humming wires Hey man, you know you’re never coming back Past the square, past the bridge, past the mills, past the stacks On a gathering storm comes a tall handsome man in a dusty black coat with a red right hand.” Nick Cave, Peaky Blinders theme

“The climb out of the Avon valley means more locks. There are compensations however; you are getting away from Leamington Spa, for one thing.” The Worst Journey in the Midlands by Sam Llewellyn (1983)

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