THE Eye of York isn’t exactly looking its best on a foggy January morning. But then, even on a glorious summer’s day without a cloud in the sky, it rarely looks its best.
The circle of green grass with a single, solitary tree plonked in the middle is pleasant enough. But it’s hardly inspiring: and the ring of tarmac surrounding it acts as a barrier, making it seem off limits. You rarely see families enjoying a picnic here, or sunbathers stretched out on a tartan rug. “In fact, t… (View original article)