In this part of Harlow they really set the bar high A new place to live, a new place to

New ways of thinking are never straightforward, Utopia didn’t get built in a day What looked quite simple turns out

This is a border town in a Northern Valley And it faces both ways: Lancs and Yorks But to understand

Let me start with this: black pudding. Go on, On a hired bike below recycling skies Through a place with

Montpellier reminds us that things don’t just appear; Nothing’s accidental, every last thing is designed, Redrafted, tried and tested till

A settlement built on a lightbulb moment, a flash Of inspiration that led to mass illuminations And streets lit up