'We're quite intrepid really'

It’s a running joke between us that when we’re in Liverpool, we like a bit of an ‘adventure’. Given that neither of us are known for roughing it, these adventures consist of trying new places to stay, and trying new restaurants!

This week, it being the night of the ‘footie’ and all, we couldn’t get into our usual places, so I’d been browsing on line and discovered these apartments.

We only got lost twice on the way there, despite having both printed directions and a map (I blame a particularly odd junction)!

Arriving we’re welcomed by John, who’s looking after the place. After showing us our room, we ask him whether there’s anywhere nearby to eat.

He looked us up and down. ‘Well, now, ladies like yourselves, I don’t think there’s anywhere near here you’d want to go’. He suggests an area which we’ve been to before, at the end of Penny Lane (yes, The Penny Lane).

We have the most delicious meal, and head back. The next morning, we need breakfast, and for once it isn’t provided. We’d passed a Tesco on our journey last night, so we decide call in there, to pick up supplies.

‘We’re very intrepid, aren’t we? We could be survivors’, C comments.

‘Oh, yes, drop us in Liverpool, with a few wine bars, and a Tesco at hand, and we can survive!’