Do you know about the secret alley, off Smithdown and along the back of Garmoyle? What Lawrence Road turns into one it’s crossed Wellington and stops being a road? Well you do now, and it was looking both beautiful and useful this morning when I walked home along it, from picking up a delivery at the Sorting Office on Wellington. Like a short cut kind of useful.
Here it is. Looking back to Lawrence Road then forward into the alley.
All the roads off it lead up to Smithdown, there at the end. And all the alleys are gated. So it’s no one’s insecurity, this secret place.
And beyond the wall opposite the gables is the West Coast railway line to London. Beyond that, The Mystery. But this here’s a mystery too, isn’t it?
And you can’t get cars along here now, just humans. But once you could and there’s a memory of that as we approach the secret alley’s end.
A beautiful place, and useful too. Until it eventually runs out at an alley that would lead directly to people’s back gates.
After which I walked up to Garmoyle behind the Brookhouse, and back onto Smithdown under the bridge. In a shifted geography of round here in Wavertree.
And home, to where the springtime species tulips have arrived and so, now, has the package of notebooks I’d gone to collect.
All along the secret alley.