An unashamedly nostalgic update today as I relived much of my youth while walking through Liverpool. I set out from Prescot Station at 9am and met up with Terry at the Fiveways Hotel. This is the nearest landmark to the house where I grew up and a good spot for a bit of private reflection on Mum and Dad and growing up.
Next on to my old school, The Bluecoat. If you zoom in the date on the gate post is my year of birth. I wish I could say they put up the gates to celebrate my arrival but just a coincidence.
The Anglican Cathedral is a fantastic building and full of stories. If you are ever in the area you must visit and take a tour. It also happens to be where I recorded “Oh for the wings of a dove” when I was 12 with the church choir.
On to the Pier Head for the short journey across the Mersey on the iconic ‘Ferry ‘cross the Mersey’ aboard Royal Iris. Before boarding Terry and I had a nice lunch and reminisced on our football careers, and the goings on at Liverpool FC. I also reconnected with one of the Super-lamb-bananas that symbolised the fun of Liverpool being European City of Culture.
Once on the Wirral the walk out of Birkenhead to meet with Hazel at Willaston went without incident. 21 miles closer to Snowdon.
Is this the most feared centre-back pairing in the history of University football?
Terry ‘bite yer legs’ Brennan and Chris ‘chopper’ Cottam. We’ve put on a few pounds but I reckon we could still handle Messi, Namar, and Suarez.