About a mile down the road from John Lennon Airport (slogan: 'Above us only sky')

It's a grand place to visit, Jim.  To this day, behind a shelter in the middle of the roundabout, a pretty nurse is even now selling poppies from a tray. 

We'll be here - we know all the best pubs and low-life culture.  'Open-mike' nights. Bring your guitar!  We could even go busking.  Do you know 'Duelling banjos'?  - Yeah, I know we all know the first bit.  But hell, we could twang that much, at least.  (As Lao Tsu once said in his airport novelette, the Tao Te Chung: 'A journey of a trillion miles must of necessity begin with the wise man first tying his shoelaces')  And we could do it on Lime Street!  Where cardboard-dwellers sing like angels in subways for heroin-money.

Email us please, Jim, we're at: n.longhurst@merseymail.com