Tuesday, 22 February 2011
Until quite recently I lived for 20 years opposite the cathedral shown above in Liverpools Hope st. in a succession of Georgian townhouses ( now trendy and very expensive) In those 20 years I never once tired of the view whether in rain,snow,mist or especially the view when floodlit at night. The Anglican cathedral whilst not being my place of worship, anchored the south end of the street whilst the metropolitan cathedral that of the north end. The two religions being linked by a street called hope struck many people myself included as rather apt. The huge mass of red sandstone looms above the gorge like ex graveyard that surrounds the building, a bulk that never seems intimidating,it is in fact rather comforting. The deconsecrated graveyard has for years been a great amenity to locals including my younger self ( a drink and a chat in the sun with friends long ago) and even now provides a place to take a walk,safely away from the inner city hustle and bustle.The cathedral itself is a rewarding place to visit on many levels and if given a chance I would advise visitors to Liverpool to take the time to do so. By a happy coincidence I inherited the stoneworking tools of the last master mason to work on the Cathedral during its building phase plus a bird bath made in his dotage from offcuts of the cathedrals fabric....a humble reminder of times past.