The Tram Lines

When Liverpool’s last tram paraded along Lord Street for the last time in 1957 I was there, crying. I loved the trams and was broken hearted to see them leaving so early in my life, as I was only 3. Ever since, I’ve missed them and lamented their absence.¬†And I suppose I’d assumed most of […]

It’s 1957: Liverpool is 750 Years Old

This small book is a precious possession, found for me by my friend Daryl of the seriously great treasure house that is 69A in Renshaw Street, Liverpool. I’ll let the book explain itself.Well done you Corporation of Liverpool, the book is more than half good. Why so? Well it’s a book of two uneven halves. […]

Post war Liverpool: The importance of Billy Liddell

Watching ‘Of Time and the City’ again in Leeds last week, where Terence Davies remembers his growing up in 1940s and 50s Liverpool, inevitably made me remember my own early years. I didn’t arrive until the 1950s, but his Liverpool looked the same as mine. Battered. And no wonder, look what the war damage looked […]

When we were boys & girls

Shortly after we are born the rationing from World War II and the subsequent austerity finally ends. Sweets rationing has finished a year earlier and now bacon and meat (somehow considered separate items) are the final items whose removal makes ration books redundant. All ready for us to grow up into a world of plenty […]

The Last Tram

When I was very young much of my travelling about up and down Walton Road and into town was by tram. And I’ve always loved them. Later on I’d get on them in Blackpool and love the way you could move the backs of the seats depending which way you were heading. And later still […]