Over Easter, Lee and I trundled down to Liverpool in the Raptur (my car) for the weekend. We were attending a bourbon festival, you may recall. I am happy to report that they served not only lashings of the alcoholic stuff, but also the biscuits – best of both worlds.

We stayed at Hotel Indigo which I heartily recommend. Liverpool is a lovely city and feels very similar to Glasgow – they’re both crammed full of big fancy buildings, mixed with the new, with friendly people and awash with “American” restaurants. Oh, and they’re also both built on tobacco and slavery.

We ate some terrible and some average food, we walked around a lot and visited Lee’s spiritual home, Anfield. Sadly there was no football on, but we saw a really scary puppet, so it wasn’t all bad.


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