Liverpool. What's not to like? We set up base camp at The Baltic Fleet, one of the city's finest ale houses, and ventured out from there.
From The Beatles to Hitler's brother (a former resident of the 'Pool by all accounts) via Tuk Tuk rides and several sensational beers, we had a blast.
Our numbers were reduced this time (and then there were three) but that never stopped John & The Liver Birds from living high on the hog for two long days and two long nights.
Points were awarded for spotting curlers and snakeskin stilettos. Points were deducted for mentioning the Mersey Tunnel. Damn you Sat-Nav.
The four lads who shook the world are, obviously, omnipresent and the whole weekend (as most weekends in Liverpool tend to be) was accompanied by a Lennon and McCartney soundtrack.
But you do kind of feel sorry for anyone working in a 24/7 Beatles environment. Hey Jude and Let it Be must be akin to Chinese water torture after a while.
After hours parties in the hotel room were civilised and not at all sordid(!) and we all expect to be heading back to The Hampton by Hilton sooner rather than later.
I've never been to Liverpool. I should really remedy that situation one of these days.ReplyDelete
You really should.Delete
Sounds like you and the lovely ladies had a great time.ReplyDelete
Mr SDS and I went on a 'Beatles Weekender' once in the late '80s, it was ok but rather bizarre (too many super-fans!) and we wished we hadn't opted for the very cheap (terrible) accommodation after all....but still I'm glad I've been there and seen the sights!
We did. And we had top digs.Delete