In and around Dublin, with a camera in my bag. Always. And an unhealthy propensity for easy cynicism. Always.
Now that I have a camera that can do colour, I thought that I’d attempt to shoot Liverpool in all its colourful glory. This is a declaration of love for the place. Liverpool is its people. Full of colour, of chat, of humour, of self-derision and warmth. This short break reignited the flame that was born when I lived there for the 1991-1992 academic year. The place has changed, and not at all. There is still the same mix of the former glory and present day glorious. The run down and the reinvented. The red brick and the Reds. The accent, oh the accent. And the humour.
Liverpool, it was great to back. Even with a sometimes moody, would-be roadman teenager in tow. In his own words, it was G, like. It doesn’t get much better than tat.
Travelling in style But the older generation can teach him a thing or two about trendy slides.Pocket Square Dan A NT SHRIN Slides sans socks is the way to go The Race Against Time The Monday Shirt The Triumph of Sir Paul on Acid (with Duster)Thong Not In Cheeks That way, BuddyThe Sore Index Finger.The Cavalry to the RescueI Can Smell the Incense From Here or the view from the Airbnb SpikedThe Neighbour with the Extravagant TV Aerial You’ll Never Pray Alone.The Red Car Institute..You’ll Never Pray Alone pt 2 Flat Cat The Index Finger That Still HurtsThe LandladyThe Pool Attendant .The Liver Birds The Fifth BeatleThe Ferryman The Index Finger That Doesn’t Hurt The Index Finger That Still Hurts (but putting a brave face on it) Happiness is a Rod in the Hand It’s a Dog-Eat-Dogfish World Out There Grandpa Was A Mod Lost Earring .Limon & Lime & Amanda The Barbie EffectGeorge! Paul! Ringo! John! Wait For Me to Cross the Road!!! Sing Right Into the Mike, Auntie Sue. Showing His Injured Index Finger to John The Barbie Effect pt 2Zanzibarred The Boy, the Kebab and the Pet Seagull That Cross is Shining Just For Me Shady CharacterHoodie in the Hood Illegally Parked Shite Bag...Tidy Lab Week Failure..T.J. Used Barnes FindNot Just Any BoozeYou’ll Never Wait for the Bus Alone.Clean. Clean. Clean. Cleaner .Because I am a shit stirrer… Special Mo-Ment Where the Magic Happens. Sometimes.That Index Finger Still Acting Up Common! Sing! Sing! Sing the Fong, for Fuck Fake! Local Celeb (I took his word for it) The Everton Library (in much better shape than its football club) .The Barbie Effect pt 3When Two Wongs Make a Right (Colourful Jersey) Dad and Grandpa and Rocking Them Both CavernousAttempted Fellatio on John Lennon’s Statue (we intervened just in time)His Royal Highness Bean the FirstSouvenirs, SouvenirsBin ThereChips Loaded with Attitude Maman les P’tits Bateaux (spoiler alert: oui, ils ont des jambes…) Not a Modern Art FanThe Race is On! Frolicking in the PoolTaking the Kids to the Pool The Barbie Effect – the EndFace Off Fish and Chip .WelcomeClearing… Clearing… Cleared!Refreshment.Contemplating Entering John Lennon (Airport)The Glamorous Ryanair Flight Attendant – THE END
In and around Dublin 
And I spy with my little eye a TT in no. 6
Great photos. And the sun is shining.