Over on my photography blog, some pictures of Lime Street, Liverpool, in reflection.
I was at the launch of Stories from the City last night at the Redwood Expresso café on Clarence Street–and what a great bunch of people I met there. This morning I’ve been reading the book itself and among the great writing in there is a piece by copywriter Michael Sellars celebrating Liverpool’s rough edges and making a plea that ‘the pattern is not licked off the plate’ in the city’s enthusiasm for renewal. The piece struck me because it gives the example of the Futurist Cinema (built in 1912), a Liverpool landmark that is ‘not pretty but beautiful’. It’s one of my favourite buildings; a case for preservation if ever there was one, but how lovely it looks in its glorious decay.