The Abbey: At the crossroads

Continuing with what’s turned out to be a day of thinking about crossroads in Wavertree I’ve now spent an hour or so taking photographs of the one around the Picton Clock, a mile or so further out of the city than this morning’s bleak experience at Edge Hill. And we’re not dealing with bleakness at …

The Secret Alley

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 …

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 …

Dreaming Like Praying: At the turning of the year

It’s a great big field on a great big hill very close to where we live, and it’s great for sunsets. Especially now the year’s turning. On this day before the shortest day, late on a Sunday afternoon, it’s time for a walk to the park we all call The Mystery round here. For some …

Sarah Horton’s ‘Mystery Jam’

We’d both noticed that the brambly hedgerows near us were heaving with blackberries almost ready to be picked, and so yesterday evening we walked over to The Mystery to pick some, not sure if there’d be enough of them ready for jam yet. Fifteen hours later the Mystery Jam was being poured into its waiting …

“ReLoved” on Wavertree High Street

You know the way it is. All the way through lockdown I’ve been storing up the books I’d finished reading with nowhere to take them as all the local charity shops were shut. But hearing a new one had just opened on the High Street I trundled off across the Mystery with a trolley full …