Walking Through Time: Liverpool’s South Docks

Over these quiet couple of weeks that happen at the end of years, even this one, my friend Abi and I have been walking through the history of Liverpool. Partly to gather ideas and perspectives for her history chapter in the Liverpool PhD she’s writing. But also because why wouldn’t we? The history of here …

On Boxing Day Afternoon

I like these two days. Even though Sarah and I don’t do Christmas we don’t usually do anything else particularly special. Unless you count living quietly together, reading novels and doing nothing at all that looks like work. Which we definitely do count. So these are days with space. To do the things we might …

Walking in the Dark

Believing that you never walk the same walk twice, this week’s Sunday on the Shining Shore walk is a close variant of our last one. More mosses closely studied, once again as spiritual as it’s physical, and a more or less sacred ending where the darkling Dee Estuary reduces us both to a respectful and …

Mosses & Lichen in Late November

As we set off from the the car park near the Shining Shore we worked out that, roughly, we must have done this walk around seventy times now. On half a dozen or more occasions a year for the past thirteen or fourteen. But like all good walks you never walk the same one twice, …

On the Arrival of Hope

In which hope arrives, and is then exercised Hope is a contagious emotion, and in a time of contagion I’ll take all the hope I can grasp. Like the hope and faith in the future I’ve been grasping all year from being so much in nature, the hope and belief in democracy I’ve nurtured and …

Marsh

Out beyond Southport, on the way towards Preston is today’s walk location, full of treasure and interest. Even if a first glance might lead you to think it’s at the bleak end of nowhere, it is in fact a very special somewhere. Welcome to the Marsh. In a way it’s two marshes, separated by a …