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john davies
notes from a small vicar
from a parish
in Liverpool, UK

    Saturday, November 25, 2006
    Some walk, that
     
    Some walk, that. Hightown to Albert Dock, taking in all the Gormleys (some drowning beneath the high tide), breathing in the chemical air and taking in the sights of awesome scrap metal heaps stacked up ready for Far East export on the old Dock Road, wading through a gathering of lovely young goths at the Pier Head and finally easing into a seat in The Tate restaurant. Ten-point-one miles according to Paul's satellite gadget. More on this once it's easier for me to sit down.