I’ve always loved that word. Happiness, golden, idyllic it means. A perfect remembrance of times past, even if the times were only yesterday.

This was my yesterday.

A day off from working in a time of quite hard work, enjoyable though it’s mostly turning out to be, this University life. But stretching my brain all week around ideas, as I do, I always take Saturdays off nowadays. It’s why there’ll sometimes be no blog posts between one weekend and the next one just now. I’m busy with my other stuff.

But Saturdays are my days for doing not much at all. Like this:

From a 75 bus. ‘The Ullet Turret’ is gone. The brutalist stairwell of an otherwise demolished building, much liked by many of us round here, is now gone.
Being the first Saturday of the month it’s time for the Granby Street Market. Time with friends.
Including Juliana, on the right here. My Brazilian drummer friend.
Telling us about Katumba and Light Night, coming soon.
Then into the Winter Garden.
Where gardener Andrea tells me the ferns are unfurling.
Nina Edge’s Chandelier making rainbows in the shining L8 day.
The model of here in the place itself.
Peaceful conversations are had.
And in the afternoon there’ll be a gardening class. But I’m gone by then.
Past St Bride’s in Percy Street.
Taking care not to miss the dramatic beauty of the clouds for the want of focussing on the Cathedral.
Hope Street next, past the Art School as was.
Into The Wild Loaf for bread from Jess, a ritual now.
A warm up, a read and coffee on a cold afternoon in 92˚.
Then home for more reading, some writing. And jazz on a cool spring day.

One halcyon day in my Liverpool. Quietly perfect without making a big fuss of itself.

Thank you to friends Rachael and Adam for the conversation on Granby Street, which reminded me of the lovely word halcyon.

Oh and ‘The Ullet Turret?’ So admired locally it had turned up on the cover a magazine.

Published by Ronnie

Writing about life, Liverpool and anything else that interests me. As well as working with others to make the world a fairer and kinder place: http://asenseofplace.com.

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  1. I was scheduled for a visit to Liverpool two years ago in October, but had to cancel due to illness and I’ve never managed to return. Your blog posts keep me in touch with a place I fell in love with on my first visit. I enjoy your photographs and reading about new developments in the city, as well as its history. Thank you!

  2. Thanks for a lovely uplifting piece, Ronnie. I remember all these places so well from my Liverpool childhood and youth. I’m not in Liverpool very much these days but I’ll try to make sure that my next visit coincides with the Granby Street Market.

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