Hmmmm a little teaser there. Last week we went to Liverpool. Were we fearless? Well that was never put to the test to be honest, though Julie did have her first Brazilian churrascaria meal, and she was a little nervous at first. But we got through it and she actually enjoyed it I think. Even though we had the Sauvignon Blanc rather than a Malbec. To hell with convention I say… maybe that was part of being fearless? But I digress, just for a change. If you know the song Fearless you will know it ends with the sounds of a football crowd singing “you’ll never walk alone”, a song entrenched in the traditions of Liverpool FC. So there you have it. Fearless.
The main reason for going was that we had tickets to see the Terracotta Warriors exhibition. But we threw in a tour round Liverpool, a trip on the ferry ‘cross the Mersey, the Cavern Quarter with some obscure beat combo, and finally to Crosby for Another Place. Though on the way to Crosby we did, at Julie’s
request insistence, pull in both Goodison Park and Anfield stadium.
And I can only recommend the city. It is really clean, wide open spaces, beautiful architecture, both old and new, and lots of places to eat that do not need a prior waxing.
I took a few photographs, but will only trouble you with a handful to cover the highlights of the trip. There are a lot more…
The Liver building is everywhere. Or here, there, and everywhere as this popular beat combo from the ’60s would say.
The combination of the old and the new is evident throughout the city.
Not just soldiers, but horses were also made of terracotta, and live horses (well dead by the end of the process obviously) were also buried along with the emperor. those chariots were not going to pull themselves, after all.
Each figure has a different face. So although the bodies came from the same moulds, the faces were personalised.
Just chilling outside the Cavern Pub, across the way from the Cavern Club.
The Beatles Story is a really good exhibition. Photography is allowed, and I am sure I am not breaking any rules posting images? I am sure a friendly Scouse lawyer with a great sense of humour will let me know if I am…
I had to smile at this mural outside Everton’s ground – “No ball games allowed”. Not going to win many cups that way guys!
There should be a prize for who can spot the most men on the beach, but to be honest I have nothing to give you. Many go for the long exposure, silky water approach. But I felt real water matched the cold isolation a bit better. Added to which I swear the wind would have blown the tripod over!
Now when I was a lad we didn’t let a bit of cold and wind and rain stop us. We just carried on. Youth of today can’t take it. Even put t-shirts on some of the iron men! If you ask me they would have been better off with a pair of underpants!
So there we go. Hopefully the rut will be upon us shortly, so expect an obscure title as I have already used the deer lyrics…