Sheffield. Once the furnace heart of England, where fire met earth to forge blades that shaped empires. But now, its edge is dulled in different ways. The Watchman arrived on a cloudy day, boots stepping over worn cobbles in a city neither as brash as Manchester nor as proud as Liverpool, but etched with endurance. … Continue reading The Flat-Capped Watchman of Stockport Chapter 28 – The Steel City Threshold