A lot of it was flattened in the war. Rather more of it was flattened in the 1970s in the name of progress. As a consequence it's not one of our more beautiful cities.
But it does have Motofest, a massive celebration of all things petrol, and an expression of love for the city. Love in the shape of high-octane fuel and burning rubber!
Sadly, I was working at the weekend and missed most of it. Bob and I got home in time to go to Coventry cathedral for an evening service of thanksgiving for the festival and for Coventry.
I don't know Bob's views on religion and I hope taking him to a cathedral wasn't inappropriate.
Coventry has two cathedrals, a medieval one which was destroyed by bombs, and now stands as a garden of remembrance, and a modern building designed in the 1950s. The cathedral community works to build peace in the world and is a centre of reconciliation.
Motofest brought people together to celebrate some of the amazing cars (and bikes) built in Coventry.
Bob's travels, sometimes from hand to hand and sometimes with a bit of help from the postie, bring us together as friends. What a wonderful way to increase the peace in the world.
