Work done for the day, late on a sunny afternoon, I decide to inspect the neighbourhood, see how it’s doing. It’s become my self appointed, and some say revolutionary task to do this now and then, as you may know.
Not the wider Liverpool, from home to Anfield and back like I did the other week today, but the immediate block of the square mile or so round where we live. So, Liverpool 15 mostly. And not the three local parks either. If you’ve been around this blog a while you’ll have seen plenty of The Mystery, Greenbank and Sefton Parks. This is about the streets. And obviously, I take photographs as I go.
Photographs of ordinary things on an ordinary day. The kind of photographs I like and look for on the internet when I’m trying to illustrate things, particularly historical things.
In fact, now I’ve been doing this blog for 18 months or so, it’s surprising how often photographs I’ve taken myself turn up in these searches. So I guess sometime in the future even these from today may be turning up in someone’s blog posts, or someone’s homework. As long as no one tries to get paid for my work I don’t much mind. I throw these to the wind.
These belonged to us all until the other week when the Con Lib Government flogged off the Royal Mail at a knock down price.
Due to the Government’s austerity policies Liverpool may end up closing most of its public libraries, 3 have already gone. I wrote to the elected Mayor, Joe Anderson about this earlier in the year, asking to be involved in discussions about it, and was told that consultations would probably begin ‘from late Summer.’ I’ve heard nothing since.
When I was young and had a job around here, there was still a very old lady living in there. It had windows then, but the condition of it wasn’t much better.
It’s a pub now, but it was a town hall until Wavertree was incorporated into Liverpool in 1895.
It was called the DHSS then and it was awful. Wasn’t allowed to sit down all day except for official breaks and spent the whole time trudging round the offices in there matching up post and forms with files. I relieved the tedium by having themed singing days and still treasure the boiling outrage this caused on ‘Led Zeppelin Day!’
After about 6 weeks I got a miles better job at the Housing Office on Scotland Road – and began my proper working life.
I remember coming here to see one of those disaster movies, I think it was Earthquake. SurroundSound effects like outbreaks of steady and supposedly volcanic rumbling under the seats caused much hilarity.
Sarah’s done a fair bit of work with them. Lovely people.
Well yes it is, but it’s not THAT one. We’ll be coming to that soon.
Then, turning into Newcastle Road.
Down at the Penny Lane junction, more Beatles stuff.
But the beginnings of an upper storey were put on in the summer and it’s looked like this for months now. So will it ever be completed? Or will we be left with a dis-used public toilet (because that’s what the back half is) with a stupid looking hat on top of it?
A bit of Beatles related development that has been completed. See, it is possible.
So, the neighbourhood feels fine. I’ve lived here now since 1991, Sarah arriving a couple of years later and we love it. Even without seeing the parks or the other independent shops on Allerton Road, I hope you can see why. Interesting, varied, urban, Liverpool.
And things I noticed?
On the High Street, despite Liverpool City having shortsightedly abandoned Bus Lanes in a bewilderingly regressive move, I noticed most people considerately staying out of them anyway. Except for a few ‘better than the rest of us’ 4×4 drivers. Only time some of them will have seen an inside lane for ages.
Outside Bluecoat School at home time, two Police Community Support Officers on the gate. What’s that for? Or is this normal at schools now?
Oh and I didn’t take photos of any of the 3 mini-Tesco’s I passed, obviously. No need to give them any encouragement in trying to take over Liverpool’s corner shops market, even if they do claim to be ‘Working with our community.’