From the title one can guess my whereabouts…
Of course, the home of the Beatles and my favourite city, Liverpool.
I had no intention of submitting a blog until I arrived at Liverpool Youth hostel, also my favourite after the demise of Notting Hill. I love this hostel, made special by its wonderful staff who have that unique Scouse hospitality by the bucketful.
The note above was lying on my bed on arrival and I was moved to tears. I simply had to write, especially as I try to live my life through the heart and follow the path of love. After the long journey from London it was like a homecoming and to find the note was extra special.
Once unpacked, it was time for a brisk walk through the city centre and up to the Central library, that haven of tranquility, a refuge for my imagination. The renewal of my temporary membership is a lifeline to the world of stories and friends on those other dimensions. Libraries are so valuable and their demise troubles many folk in these days of corporate profit. What can compare with the pleasure of disappearing into another world, that of the compelling novel?
Christmas seems to begin earlier every year and that was evident as I sipped my Christmas Blend filter coffee in a cafe on the Euston road just before boarding the train north. Maybe it’s always been that way, for we do like a good moan about the ‘good old days’ do we not?
As I wandered through Liverpool I came across an interesting variation on the approaching festival; their own version of the tree, under construction.
However, it interested me due to its link with my return; the theme of ‘Love’. The hearts that adorned the construction fused nicely with the sentiment of my arrival, I thought; a good omen, if you will.
It seems that ‘big’ is in up here on Merseyside and these huge sculptures demonstrate my meaning. Creativity has made Liverpool famous over the years, in music, art and politics. Every time I return, something interesting is going on!
And so for the next two weeks, I shall be frequenting the library, crossing the Mersey and walking up to New Brighton to take the bracing air from the Irish Sea. All is well and peace reigns.
I hope it is also with you all, wherever you may be.