The Anonymous Widower

Walking Down To Lime Street

This picture brings back two memories.

Walking Down To Lime Street

In 1965, when I arrived in Liverpool for the first time to start my studies, I remember lugging my cardboard suitcase up this same hill to get a Crosville H13 bus or something like it, to my digs in Huyton. Students don’t arrive like that in universities today.  They’re probably taken in style by car for a start. I think C too, had to find her own way to her place in Dale Hall.

Also shown in this picture is the old Trust House Forte, St. George’s Hotel, where we spent the weekend of April 6th, 1974. How can I be so sure of the date? It was the day that Abba won the European song contest with Waterloo. I can’t remember much else about that weekend.  I don’t even know, whether the children came with us or how we travelled to the city. I can remember being served some of the worst scrambled eggs of my life and the look of disgust on what his staff had produced on the restaurant manager’s face, as he wrung the whey out of them with his hand.

I have discussed this story of the scrambled egg with my son and he said he was there. We did go to the Grand National in either 1978 or 1979, but then we went afterwards to the Lake District. It couldn’t have been 1974 as Red Rum won that year on the 30th March. So as the memory of Abba is I believe right, that puts us there a week later.

The streets of Liverpool are paved with memories. Sadly, all the pictures from the time have been lost.

November 4, 2012 - Posted by AnonW | Transport/Travel | Hotel, Liverpool, Liverpool University, Music, Trains