Down to the river, part one
A two part Friday Walk this one, first part about getting to the river, second part about the South Docks.
Last Sunday, when we walked upstream in all the ragged glory of what 200 years of the chemical industry has done to the Mersey and its banks around Widnes, had given me a real hunger for more river walking. So today I set off for the river again. The Liverpool part of the Mersey this time. I’ll spend all of this Part One post getting there.
Slate grey today, but doesn’t feel like it’s going to rain.
Then across Sefton Park and into Lark Lane. (Yes, this is a bit like ‘In the neighbourhood’ from the other day. I’m ignoring the parks you’ll know perfectly well.)
Not been there yet but am encouraged when it’s Twitter feed explains it’s ‘community led.’ However it’s website takes you to a list of 30-odd other ‘Lounges’ – so not sure we’re in ‘Liverpool Independent’ land here. Unlike…
And bad as the paint job is Keith’s survives while others come and go.
Along the road I buy my lunch for later, falafel wraps – best in Liverpool.
Here I am, going round thinking I’m a free-spirit led purely by my instincts each day. But no. To him I’m one of his ‘Sunday people.’ ‘That’s when you always come in here!’ That’s me told.
A curious kind of one-sided high street and not alone of its type in Liverpool. I’m thinking particularly of West Derby Road in Tuebrook. Both have big parks on one side, with big houses and no shops. While the other side, with terraced streets leading off it, is packed with shops. Of much variety here too.
And along with offies, flower shops and newsagents there are real curiosities.
And as I walk past my fingers form into the five or six chord shapes I ever knew.
But it’s a lovely shop and I’m very glad it’s there.
All’s not perfect on Aigburth Road though.
Soon turning down to the Dingle.
It even survived Cliff and the Shadows playing there in 1961. Much more on it here.
As thorough a history of the Dingle’s early development as I’ve seen is here on ‘That’s How The Light Gets In.’
And soon I come to a choice.
The fact that the title of this post is ‘Aigburth Road to the Dingle’ will give you a clue about my all too easy decision.
This is it. It’s a grey day, but visibility is good.
And that’s the end of part one of the walk.
So, come back soon for Down to the river 2: The South Docks. Packed with history.