Sun out, camera in my hands, off out to photograph an ordinary Liverpool Saturday, conscious that it’s been ages since I did this. Having said last week that in future I’d only write about things I’d write about if I only had a year to live this is definitely one of them. Walking around where I live and seeing how it’s doing on an ordinary day. Something that’s very special to me.
Yes, it’s very ordinary photograph of a bus at a bus stop. But will Arriva always run the buses here and will looking like this bus one day date it as ‘how buses looked in the years just before 2020?
Time changes everything, even the things we only notice when we look back at old photographs. Today I’m out taking old photographs.
Not so long ago I was sad to see the Handymans Supermarket close down due to its owner’s retirement, but predicted it would soon be back as a micro-brewery called ‘The Horse.’
A nod to the Doll’s House and Teddy Bear Hospital on the left corner there that’s just shut down. Trusting Naked Lunch will grace the opposite corner for many years to come.
In fact there is still a tiny bit of hospital seeming to have been accidentally left behind at the back end of The Asda’s car park. I was there earlier this week repeating my blood test after being ill these past few weeks. Telling me the results my doctor’s receptionist was pleased to tell me I was ‘well within normal.’ For once this was a great relief.
Including a hand-written little note at the top left there telling us that the Earth is about to be obliterated by an out of control planet that is hurtling through space towards us. Always handy to be pre-warned about these things.
Named after a 24-year-old black man, a ship’s fireman who was murdered by racists in Liverpool in 1919.
Even though it hasn’t been here this long. Opened by Diana Spencer in 1991.
I used to work for Liverpool Housing Trust in the building on the left there. It’s long been done up and sold off.
Looks like no architect was involved here?
Myrtle Parade was a small, concrete, mildly brutalist shopping precinct from the 1960s.
All of these people turn out to be visitors to Liverpool. Welcome.
Both of these having been where they are so long I can’t tell you what their premises used to be.
The notices say it’s being refurbished. But it’s only just been ‘furbished,’ so?
Only dress suit I ever hired in my life was from here.
Ok, I’ll stop that now. But do you see? One day these will be old photos and someone will look back fondly and say “Remember when that was a Bravissimo?” True.