Where is this old and picturesque spot, you might wonder? York? Chester? Ancient black and white buildings, winding hilly streets and blue explanatory plaques by steeply stepped old pathways climbing up suggest a popular tourist destination.
Is it? No. It's humble Stockport, hiding its bits of remaining finery behind the modern blanks flanking Merseyway and the main shopping arcade, where there is an Asda like an Aztec monolith in red brick, its immensity forbiddingly incomprehensible.
It's always worth a bit of a wander behind the scenes in places, I think, because you never know what you might find there.