This was always going to be a good day, so I wanted to make sure I enjoyed it as much as possible. This day in May 2019 when Kitty’s Launderette opened.
After three years of having their idea, raising investments, designing and art, social and testing it out events, crowd funding, worrying, working, learning, being emotional, being determined and, above all, being brilliantly intelligent and doing as much as possible of the building and preparing work themselves, the Kitty’s team were ready for their opening day.
And I wouldn’t have missed that for the world. So naturally I decided to walk there, the long way round.
Kitty’s Launderette is in Everton, on the edge of Anfield, and probably less than four miles from where I live in Wavertree. But deciding to make a day of this special day I set off in what’s arguably the wrong direction first. Along Smithdown into town.
Then I went into the Bluecoat for a sit, some coffee and writing. The previous day I’d presented my “Looking For Utopia” paper at a University Conference, it went well thanks. And, deep into the story that’s in it as I was, I’d already had some new ideas I wanted to write down.
Then I didn’t feel like walking the next bit, out round and across the big roads that leave the city centre. So I went and waited the ten minutes it took for the next 26 to arrive.
Soon after whichI got off, in Everton Valley, and walked up the hill towards Walton Breck Road.
Four nil it was, you know? Four nil!
And no, I didn’t buy a new kit. Though plenty of people of all ages in there were queuing up to do just that. Many to have their own names printed on the back.
And see that photograph at the top of the cover there? Of Alun Evans, number 9, scoring on his first match for us against West Ham in 1968? Well I was there that day, in the Paddock.
But I did have a cup of tea and a conversation with Tim, Britt and Nils, thank you all.
After which I’d nearly reached Kitty’s.
So after all that walking, talking and general meandering, once you’re on Oakfield Road, walking away from Homebaked and the ground, this is how you get to Kitty’s Launderette.
And I’ll no doubts whatsoever be back here many times from now on, and write loads of joined up sentences about facts, community, events and the wonderfulness of what will be going on at Kitty’s. But like no doubt the rest of their day and evening, this was a real arms round your mates occasion, of love, admiration and respect for what they’ve done and will go on to do here. More than a bit emotional and too deeply felt for quietly sensible words just yet. This means more too.
So I’ll stay safely factual in the photo captions.
That evening there was a significant event I noticed on Twitter. While everyone in Kitty’s was getting their opening party started a very special bike arrived outside:
How perfect does perfect get.
More about Kitty’s and their inspiration, Kitty Wilkinson, here. Thanks to Ann O’Byrne for the Peloton pictures.