Eleanor's House

Over the last couple of years I’ve been watching Eleanor’s House. Taking photographs occasionally as I’ve passed, on my way to Sarah’s allotment on Greenbank Lane or just out, walking in Liverpool. The house means a lot to me as it’s where my political and social inspiration, Eleanor Rathbone, used to live. But the house […]

Farewell Eleanor

A post mainly of interest to anyone who’s ever been one of the humans connected to the Eleanor Rathbone Building at the University of Liverpool over the past fifty years or so. Probably quite a lot of us then? Also, a suggestion for what the new building most of us are moving into might be […]

Walking Through Time

Each morning, early, I would leave the place where I was staying and walk through time, all day. All of the days of the late summertime coming into autumn. I had work to do and the work got done, writing work that required so much walking, thinking and asking for help. “What was this like […]

Writing Down The Bones

I’m planning somewhere quiet to go and do writing. Somewhere to go and pull lots of thoughts, reading and theories together, but also to have some ideas I haven’t had yet. I have plenty of time but also a limited time to write what I’m going to. And in thinking about writing I’ve remembered Natalie […]

Music to Write By

I’ve done a lot of writing this year and only some of it on here and whilst at home. Much more often my writing gets done in and around the University of Liverpool in libraries and some other writing spaces I’ve found (finding that I do my best writing if I move around now and […]

A Tale of Two City Centres

It might not be what was meant but it’s what’s evolving. Some observations from walking around with a camera. I walk around Liverpool a lot, as you might have noticed. It’s my great joy and my natural way of being. And most of my walks are, or at least begin, as directionless accidents. Seeing where […]