Dirty Old Town. Exeter U.K in the early 70s

I spent most of my childhood years in Exeter, prior to being emigrated to Canada. I remember many parts being very beautiful, but there were still areas where the damage from the war were evident. Parts were kind of rundown, and other parts plain spooky.
Ewan MacColl wrote this song as a kind love song to Manchester in the late 1940s. So many people have covered it, most notably the Pogues. It is my little, affectionate memory of the city where I spent ten formative years.
Some of the photos are my own, and some came from public groups. I do not own all of them, nor, obviously do I own the song.
My cat decided to photobomb the video shoot, so I gave him a cameo. The accordion you hear is not the one illustrated. It is actually a late 1950s Hohner arietta.