GREAT DAY. Caught the train to Liverpool with my sister Sarah and brother Nick. We can’t remember ever having had a day out, just the three of us, in our adult lives. Isn’t that ridiculous? Long, long overdue and great fun. Brought up in Wirral, when the port was still full of worldwide shipping traffic, we often went to sleep to the music of the fog horns on the river and we loved the Beatles, and the Mersey Underground, and the Ferries – revisited today – wind and rain lashing the Pier Head and the crossing over to Woodside. Regeneration of the city is absolutely astonishing and the legendary warmth of the people felt and appreciated. Fabulous hazelnut and caramel cake with morning coffee at Challain, incredibly evocative museum visit, great lunch at Bluecoat Chambers (I haven’t had a plate of Scouse for years), tea at The Hilton (hat-tip to the wonderfully friendly folks there), one very funny joke in particular that made me cry with laughter. Really great. Quick hello to parents on the way back to Bramhall. They still keep a supply of KitKats in their fridge 
. Hey, kids again for a day. Thanks S&N x
