On Tuesday we went in search of the bus to Liverpool. An hour later, after a detour round Ellesmere Port, with glimpses of the oil terminal, we plunged through the Mersey tunnel and were deposited in the City centre.
After planning our day over coffee (and cheese cake) in 'spoons' we set off to explore. First stop was the Albert dock. We marvelled at the fine old colonnaded warehouses and admired the preserved sailing ships that are moored there. On to the museum of Liverpool. You could spend all day there but we selected the bits we were interested in, the exhibits relating to the music scene in the 60s and for the Captain, the maritime exhibition. He found a huge steam hooter. I think he could see it mounted on Oakapple! We would never fit back through the Harecastle tunnel.!
By early afternoon we had finished with the docks, with the Mersey ferry and the Liver birds, and headed for the Beatles quarter and the Cavern Club. OK, I know it's not quite the original but it is good enough for us 60s kids. Down the winding stairs we went into the vaulted brick cellars. The place was buzzing. Just about to start was a guitarist/singer who looked and sounded like the young John Lennon. Over a couple of pints we were treated to a whole medley of the early Beatles numbers. Absolute magic. There is live music there every afternoon from 2.00pm and a visit is a must for anyone who remembers the 60's.
As the next act was warming up we reluctantly left for the bus ride back to Chester. In the words of the song; Just a perfect day.