Sep 25
Southport to Liverpool
I awoke to clear skies and sunshine, quite a change. After so much food
yesterday, I contented myself with an orange and lots of pills for breakfast.
I reorganised my bag, checked out and started my walk to the station. It
was quiet and reasonably warm.
I passed the HSBC, a spectacular building. Fearing that if I produced my
camera inside, I would be arrested, I took photos of the tiles in the porch
and the front elevation. Im not sure I can remember such a fine branch
anywhere else in the UK.
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Sunny morning in Southport
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Wonderful tiles in the bank
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I reached the station, found a train departing in two minutes they run
every fifteen so boarded without stopping for photographs. There werent
many people aboard when we left but the train filled up steadily and, by
the time we reached Liverpool, 45 minutes later, the train was full. The
journey wasnt exactly exciting, passing through lots of fields before
arriving in the built-up areas towards the city.
Liverpool Central Station is underground and part of a shopping mall, which
has not yet been completed. I selected an exit almost at random and walked
along crowded streets until I spotted a landmark on my map Tesco. This
pointed me in the right direction and I arrived in an area of converted
warehouses. I located the building containing my apartment, which had been
re-built rather than converted.
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Commercial on one side ...
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... domestic on the other
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On the opposite side of the street was a small estate of red brick houses.
Im not sure if they were private or council. It was a strange juxtaposition.
I gave them my bag and they gave me a decent map. Very useful. I could
check in after lunch.
The map led me past a mix of both restored and unrestored warehouses and
down to the Royal Albert Docks.
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Some buildings had not been restored
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Royal Albert Dock
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Coach parties everywhere
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Along the waterfront
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Locks by the mile
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Even a London bus
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This area is VERY touristy and there were coach tours heading in all directions,
not to mention Beatles music coming from lots of buildings.
I took photos over the river, including the chain of locks which were very
rusty, then retraced my steps into the docks in search of coffee.
The cafes all looked expensive but I had a good coffee and a healthy mix
of avocado, spinach and halloumi on rye bread. That should keep me going
for a few hours.
Along the waterfront is a branch of the Tate. Not surprisingly there were
lots of statues. I was later told that Liverpool has more statues than
any other city except Westminster. There was a loudly coloured one, an
excellent one of Billy Fury and one of a family about to emigrate. I have
seen many similar of families doing the opposite and arriving in the Antipodes.
The latter two were of the highest quality.
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A gift from the Mormon Church
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Strange things at the Tate
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I looked at The Ferry Cross the Mersey but decided to enter the Museum,
instead. It is a huge and, in my opinion, ugly building. Seeing it juxtaposed
to The Three Graces, the exceptionally elegant buildings which line the
waterfront, is odd.
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The Museum of Liverpool
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Liverpool overhead Railway
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The Lion
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Inside was a lot of open space but also some good collections of material.
The section on the docks was nothing like as good as the Docklands Museum
in London. I did enjoy the section on the blitz. Brilliantly photographed
and very moving. The Liverpool Overhead Railway, closed in about 1956,
was completely new to me.
The Lion, the oldest steam locomotive still being driven in the UK, was
great fun.
After an hour, my feet were tired so I left sat on a bench for a while
and then continued along the waterfront back towards The Three Graces.
They are magnificent and the Liver Building is unlike anything else that
I have seen.
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Two of the Three Graces
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The Three Graces & a nasty museum
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The Royal Liver Building
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There is a larger than life statue of the Fab Four. It is similar in scale
to the statue of Bruce Lee in Hong Kong and, just like that one, is a magnet
for local photographers.
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The Fab Four - plus one
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Smart buildings and statues - poor light
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A suitable place for lunch
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The city was heaving
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Lots of student promotions
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I left the waterfront and crossed the main road into the city. It being
after 13.30, I felt the need for a beer so found a reasonably scruffy
local for a pint, a rest and a diary writing session.
The walk back to the hotel took me past some more statues and fine architecture
and straight through the main shopping area. This being the start of the
university year, the place was heaving. There appeared to be lots of special
student promotions under way.
I navigated my way back to the hotel and checked into what turned out to
be a huge apartment with three double beds, two bathrooms and a large kitchen.
Quite remarkable for £65.
I had a rest and then went out to explore, mainly seeking a restaurant
for tonight. Being adjacent to Chinatown that seemed to be an obvious possibility.
Most of the area, however, made the back end of Hong Kong look smart. The
one point of entertainment was the Chinese parking machine.
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Chinatown
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Great parking meter
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Otherwise scruffy
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Much of the area has been rebuilt but there are still some buildings looking
very sad and in urgent need of restoration or demolition.
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Wine ...
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Great potential but ...
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... meatballs ...
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I then had a snooze on the sofa before washing and changing for dinner.
Five minutes down the road is a studenty Italian. Very large but, when
I arrived, quiet, except for the music. It filled up steadily as the evening
progressed. The food was surprisingly good. Meatballs in a very spicy sauce
were an excellent starter. The main of spaghetti fruitti di mare also had
a nice sauce and lots of seafood.
Feeling full, even though I had eaten little all day, I completed the short
walk back to the apartment and collapsed in front of the TV.
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... and seafood pasta
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I found the large Tesco, which had been a useful navigational aid this
morning, and purchased enough supplies to make breakfast in the morning.
No point in having a good kitchen and not using it.
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