Walker, Wagamama and Wasabi

Day Twenty-One – Liverpool

Today was a bit of a slow burner but once it got going it was great fun. Everyone was up latish as we'd been up talking til midnight. We lounged about the kitchen talking and slowly getting through breakfast and a bit of washing.

The weather was pretty poor once again so there was no urgency really to go out. By the time we had ourselves organised it was lunchtime and we had a quick meal before heading off to the station and eventually the Walker Art Gallery in Liverpool city centre.

We decided to leave the cars at home and get the train in. Apart from the frustation of parking and the traffic it meant we could have a drink with dinner. We got a bit wet walking to the station but dried out soon enough on the train.

When we arrived in town we found the St George's Hall was open to the public for "browsing". This is apparently a reasonably rare thing. I had heard of the place (i.e. I knew the building was there!) but didn't know anything about the inside of it's history. We ducked inside for a quick look at the main hall. It's amazing. Unfortunately for us the mosaic floor was covered as the hall was being set up for a performace. Even so, the remainder of the hall including the stained glass, statuary, pipe organ and ceiling are brilliant.

From there we walked to the Walker. Jenni was particularly excited as the Walker contains a pretty decent collection of miserable ladies (pre-laughalites as I call them), including a Burne-Jones or two, a Rosetti and plenty of other goodies. I was happy because I got to see "And When Did You Last See Your Father", a cracking picture where a young lad from a Royalist family in the Englich Civil War is being interrogated by the evil Roundheads. I also had my photo taken with Henry VIII which was kind of cool.

After the Walker we ducked into the World Museum (formerly the Museum of Liverpool) and had a look in the aquarium for a few minutes but they were closing and we were really only killing time until we were ready for dinner.

For dinner we all went to Wagamama, a cool Japanese restaurant chain (which is now in Sydney too). The food was excellent and a bit different. The deserts were extra good.

Eventually we got the train home and Gareth gave me the 2 minute tour of Formby, pointing out where Steven Gerrard lives just round the corner. We got done today by the Scum 3-2 but Stevie scored a brace and it's hard to be that disappointed when you score 2 at OT, even if Ferg is a miserable gloaty bastard.

Cheers,

Millsy