Bleak: At the crossroads

I’m standing at the crossroadsBelieve I’m sinking downRobert Johnson The first of a linked pair of crossroads stories. In ancient blues mythology the crossroads would be where the down on their luck likes of Robert Johnson would go to make a deal with the devil, in exchange for their souls. But though I looked for …

Walking in the City

A conversation with a friend from University, Abi O’Connor Regular readers will know I’ve been walking in the city of Liverpool most of my life. From the tiny boy in Stanley Park to now and writing this love letter of a blog these past nine years. And by ‘the city’ I mean, like I always …

The Stranger in Skelmersdale

Yesterday I had a day being ‘The Stranger in Skelmersdale.’ One day, 200 years after the writing of this early guidebook to Liverpool, doing something similar to its 19th Century author. Being taken on a walk round a town that I hardly know at all, then writing down my immediate impressions here. “The Stranger in …