Speke Promenade. If only…

Does it sound like a fantasy? We will never know how close we came to it being a reality. The plan of Speke estate from 1937 at the Liverpool Records Office, shows a roundabout at Western Avenue, and a major road continuing right through to the shore. Tom who grew up in Speke has uploadedContinue reading “Speke Promenade. If only…”

Above us only sky

Paul arriving back at Liverpool Airport, just a couple of miles down the road was one of Paul’s favourite spots as a child, Oggy shore. Anyone who grew up in Speke, Liverpool knew it as a place to escape from the streets. Above is the 1930s art deco building I remember. As kids, we wouldContinue reading “Above us only sky”

Give Ireland Back to The Irish-Fear and Loathing in Liverpool.

Paul McCartney’s first single with Wings in 1972 ‘Give Ireland Back to The Irish’ shortly after the Bloody Sunday shootings of innocent demonstrators in Derry in Northern Ireland, was an act of protest, and built on the musical legacy of Liverpool. https://jackbyrne.home.blog/2020/03/19/do-you-know-liverpool-lou/ Liverpool Lou written and performed by Dominic Behan is an expression of thisContinue reading “Give Ireland Back to The Irish-Fear and Loathing in Liverpool.”

Day Tripper- Do you know the name of the shore?

Jam butties and lemonade, my mam, auntie Lilly, and a gang of kids down by the river. An experience many of us shared growing up like Paul in Speke. But what was the name of the Shore? Locals will know it – but a real teaser for those not from the area. If you don’tContinue reading “Day Tripper- Do you know the name of the shore?”

A long and winding road…

Writing is more than telling stories. For me it’s about working out what happened and why. Why did we become the people we are, why is our society the way it is? Hopefully explored in an interesting and engaging way. Leave your email to get updates or click the like and share buttons at theContinue reading “A long and winding road…”

Chapter 8 Garston

Leave your email above, and enjoy below. Chapter 8 Garston from The Morning AfterJuly 3rd Friday 1981 Lunchtime “Does anyone know the way?” asked Macca “Yeah, I do, my nan lived here.” Vinny led the way as they scrambled up from the shore. The road in front of them was at the back of theContinue reading “Chapter 8 Garston”

The truth wrapped up in a lie.

That is what writing fiction is for me. This is a slight change in a quote from another author (Michael Scot). In telling a story we can sometimes get closer to and communicate the truth better than if we present a series of facts. If you subscribe to this blog you will get an audioContinue reading “The truth wrapped up in a lie.”