Started a freezing ride to the rough end of Liverpool.
This described the day perfectly
This used to be covered in Black lives Matter graffiti ,quite poetic from the port that ran the slayve trade.
The trendy place to be these days
Constantly under reconstruction, but absolutely banging at the weekend, the trouble they went to building a brewery
Compare to modern construction, just beyond dreary.
All this area was flattened in the war.
Now I'm in Toxteth ,immigrant central, this beautiful chapel in the middle of one of the most famous british race riot areas.
Very poor areas with random decadence plonked in every few hundred yards
This is Liverpools sprawling millionaires sector, the money long gone and everything converted to flats.
It is beginning to re gentrify, but theres a long way to go.
Just street after street of decaying grandeur, filled with students and hippies
Of course it depends on your viewpoint, the original residents probably made their wad from the slave trade, but Liverpool is a poster boy for what happens when
the money moves away, they were built to last and that has kept them like monoliths to the sands of time.
At the end of this row, the yard is full of car parts and the rear gardens completely overgrown.
It suddenly monsooned on me, but I'll be back tomorrow to take in more of it,