A Hard Greggs Night

Ah yes, the famous Aegean city of ... Liverpool.

Can I have a c''an uh c''oke un s'um c''hic''ken lad.

It's a funny old city. Some parts are straight out of some mega city, but turn a corner and it's not hard to find the run down terraces. Started the day on the suicide (... sorry, Merseyside!) by integrating into northern culture with not one, but two Gregg's. Perused the docks, and took a gander at the museum of Liverpool where I was surprised to see how keen the exhibits were to highlight just how deprived this part of the country really is.

Anyhow, tried out my sea legs with a boat tour, said hello to John, Ringo, Paul and other one, then jollied up in a pub to witness the 'pool squeeze a typical shoddy victory vs West Ham. Ran some pre-trip errands, gandered some markets, then rounded off with a gawp at the largest cattedrale in England (it's mahoosive!)

The culture is so football-centric up here it's wild.Läs mer