First of all – an apology (especially to swawilg, who I know will be disappointed). My attempts at filming sonofwebcore’s singing and playing by the Mersey – and Chris7572’s additions – failed miserably. My excuse is that I have a new camera and I hadn’t practised using the video function beforehand…but the film I made on my phone didn’t work either, so perhaps it was a Liver bird jinx of some kind.
The cheapest train was an early one, and it got me to Liverpool soon after 8, so I had time for breakfast and a mooch round the Albert Dock – it was my first visit to Liverpool. On the dockside was a character I recognised from back in the day.
It was a gorgeous day and the river was calm
and beautiful, so I could see why lovers had come there to attach their locks (just as they do in Paris).
George arrived with his guitar and showed me his lists; I was delighted to see that Steve Earle’s Justice In Ontario had been A-listed, and to celebrate that (because we both like it) George started his set with And The Rain Came Down. Ali turned up next and then Chris – who had brought his own guitar.
What a thoroughly enjoyable musical experience it was! There were lots of favourites.
During George’s set we had seen the Snowdrop, the ferry decorated by Peter Blake, go backwards and forwards
and at the end of the set George suggested that we go for a ferry trip, so we all climbed abord the Snowdrop and off we went
listening to George’s entertaining and informative commentary, even though this was drowned out from time to time by the much louder (and far less interesting) official commentary, not to mention frequent – but mercifully brief – bursts of Ferry Cross The Mersey over the PA. Way to milk it, ferry company!
After the boat ride George took us into the Port of Liverpool building (formerly the Mersey Docks and Harbour Board Office) so that we could look at the beautiful dome from the inside
after which, feeling peckish, we went along to the Tate for lunch, passing a few more boats on the way
and feeling that or Social CD topic, Ships And Ports, had been well chosen. Lunch over, George departed to get some shopping done, while the rest of us went to see the Jackson Pollock exhibition – it’s called Blind Spots. Turned out I was the only big Pollock fan among our number and so, after a while, Ali and Chris made their excuses and pushed off: I stayed on for a bit looking at the drips and blobs, and when eventually I came down into the foyer I found that the Tate had lit up their Christmas chandelier.
As I was on my own by then I don’t know whether anyone else succumbed – but I found it impossible to resist the lure of the Commer ice cream van.
What a brilliant social! Thanks to Ali and Chris for coming along, and thanks most of all to George for his songs and stories. Let’s do it again soon!