Dan. I liked the Pier Head in the 60s photo. Handcarts, fruit, buses, a Ford Anglia and space to move…. It made think of being a teenager working on our terraced houses in the 60s. We still used handcarts to move bricks and mortar, tools, etc down jiggers - the carts just fitted through the jigger width and they served as a neat base for mixing the mortar/concrete/cement/plaster, etc. Lessons of a lifetime. A white van just ain't got the same style or carbon footprint! Walshy.
Dock restoration good. Crap on Mann Island bad, but at least it keeps our property speculators in a job.
Looking at this, I can't see why Everton's ground could pose a problem. They could put up a giant blue and white bouncy castle and it wouldn't lower the standard.
Dan, Thanks for the CGI of the future Pier Head waterfront. Unaffordable flats are one thing - but looks like Judge Dread won the Lottery and retired next to The Three Graces? Walshy.
Cheers Walshy
Judge Dredd ( the Sylvester Stallone version) is one of my must watch films whenever it's on.
Best motorbikes since 'Electra Glide in Blue'.
Don't mind high rises in the North End. It's still something of a cross between a dog's dinner and a waste land.
Regards
Dan
Dan. Fascinating piece about the Seaforth Wireless Station. My only memory of this goes back to the early 60s. As an electronics enthusiast, aged 11, with little money, I used to find used components from scrap cars, discarded radios and TVs from a tip near the Cut in Litherland/Seaforth. At Bootle Grammar School, I had an inspirational chemistry teacher, Colin Whattleworth) who was an expert with electronics construction and showed me how to design and build circuits (guitar amps, fuzz boxes, wah pedals, etc (Merseybeat days). He was RAF trained and understood valves then transistors and integrated circuits (chips) well. As the 60s went by, I used to buy the odd radio/TV valve (ot 'tube' as our US friends would say) from Super Radio in Whitechapel, an inspirational shop full of surplus equipment. The valve was obscure but one of the expert assistants recalled an old radio set in the back, from Seaforth Radio Station. I was in luck; one of the valves was the one I sought and had a low output but was still working. I was always surprised at how much technology I had around me in Bootle. Walshy.