If you’ve been reading this blog for a while, you’ll probably know that I have arguments with Liverpool One. Loved by many and successful though it is, I don’t go there much, preferring a more independent version of Liverpool around the fringes of our moved city centre. I’m also unhappy with the privatised nature of the streets, signed over to the Duke of Westminster for 250 years.
But enough. I’ve written elsewhere about all that. So this is a post mainly about the wonder of a large scale building project and largely based on the observations of a single day.
On 16th April 2005 Sarah and I took our cameras for a walk around what was then being called ‘The Paradise Project’ – first the model, then the reality.
And truth to tell, the reality, sadly minus the trams, is much like that now in late 2013. But in April 2005 it was the largest construction site either of us had ever seen.
And going through these today, coming across familiar views now utterly changed.
Looking along School Lane? Another survivor.
Now remember, this desolation is nothing to do with the Paradise Project. These are bomb-sites, left over from World War Two.
And even though it’s reconstruction time, it’s still April.
And first of everything to be finished from what will become Liverpool One?