Whether I slowly drive down the steep descent of Rocky Road or climb to the top of Cave Hill on a clear day and see the sight of Belfast stretching out over the valley, it still fills me with awe. I have a certain pride about belonging to this city… or maybe it’s just that this is what I know, it’s familiar, I feel secure in its insecurity. Despite all its troubled past and present, its landmarks, its history and the beauty beyond its hills will always be dear to me.

I think it’s the same feeling Martyn Joseph has when he sings about ‘Cardiff Bay’.