a road without earth's road-dust
Jul. 3rd, 2008 01:33 amThis is probably the last time I will ever live in my parents' house for a prolonged period of time. (That is, two months rather than say, two weeks.) Even with that said, I'm about to run off to Oxford and then to San Francisco and then to Dublin and then to Edinburgh. The times they are a-changin' and all of that, and it's something to note, I think, because this August, my family will have lived here for ten years. (I was born in Liverpool proper - on Hope Street - was there until 1989, then lived on the Wirral for nine years, and then here. Basically, we moved around but I've always lived on Merseyside.) And even if I don't want to stay for good, I've loved living here. So, last week I waited for a sunny day, took the camera and went for a walk.
First of all, a sand dune.

I remember the day after we'd moved, I went for a walk just to explore, and had the extraordinary experience of climbing what I thought was a hill, unthinking, unknowing, and just finding the sea, just there, all laid out below.

The wind turbines on Liverpool docks, looking south from where I am.

Still looking south.

The tide was coming in. Unlike in Southport, where the tide only comes in thirty days a year, here, only five miles futher south, you get quite the variation. It amuses me that the bookshop's bestselling book is undoubtedly the little book of tide tables.

More wind turbines. I kind of like them.

Oh, yeah, by the way? The National Trust are dorks.
And that's it, I guess. Pretty soon I return to a city with two rivers and very few bridges, and a very different kind of natural beauty. And this time it's likely more permanent. But, I lived here, I will always be from this place, there will always be something of it in me. (Beyond a tendency to gabble when I'm nervous and call everyone "love", I mean.) Something of the saltwater and distance.
First of all, a sand dune.

I remember the day after we'd moved, I went for a walk just to explore, and had the extraordinary experience of climbing what I thought was a hill, unthinking, unknowing, and just finding the sea, just there, all laid out below.

The wind turbines on Liverpool docks, looking south from where I am.

Still looking south.

The tide was coming in. Unlike in Southport, where the tide only comes in thirty days a year, here, only five miles futher south, you get quite the variation. It amuses me that the bookshop's bestselling book is undoubtedly the little book of tide tables.

More wind turbines. I kind of like them.

Oh, yeah, by the way? The National Trust are dorks.
And that's it, I guess. Pretty soon I return to a city with two rivers and very few bridges, and a very different kind of natural beauty. And this time it's likely more permanent. But, I lived here, I will always be from this place, there will always be something of it in me. (Beyond a tendency to gabble when I'm nervous and call everyone "love", I mean.) Something of the saltwater and distance.
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on 2008-07-03 01:08 am (UTC)Watcha getting up to in Dublin? :)
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or maybe that's not the reason, i'm just taking a guess, but if that were the reason i'd know exactly how you feel.
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on 2008-07-03 03:29 am (UTC)Your beach is lovely, oh. What a perfect place to grow up.
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on 2008-07-03 11:53 am (UTC)Seconding the warning about the LUAS. Also if you're taking buses have the right change, they use machines only.
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on 2008-07-06 08:30 pm (UTC)(ALSO. Am I coming to see you in August, whatwhat? When are you free? Or, alternatively, do you want to come and visit in Edinburgh?)