On Thursday evening we were collected by nephew Rob and whisked off for the weekend.
Friday morning and we set off for a visit to the nearby world famous port city.
Just to give you a clue.
After lunching in a Brazilian restaurant, a new experience and a pleasant one, we wandered down to Pier Head, overshadowed by the Three Graces.
The Royal Liver Building, the Cunard Building and the Port of Liverpool Building.
It was 1981 when last I set foot in Liverpool and the dock areas were derelict and looked to have no future.
It has certainly changed.
Jill went all misty eyed when she found a statue of Billy Fury, her teenage idol.
Some things hadn't changed,
View across the Mersey with Birkenhead and smog,
and the Mersey ferries.
Nephew Rob, his good lady Michelle and Jill. They look like a Blues Brother tribute band.
Sunday lunchtime cocktails at Panama Hatty's, near Tarporley. No, I wasn't drinking cocktails, they were for the ladies.
This morning, having returned to the boat last evening, we left the marina and headed off.
Now at Cholmondeston and heading for Middlewich tomorrow.
Watch this space..........
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