...the craft shop used to be on the left but now it's on the right...I used to go to Sainsburys here and catch the bus straight back with my bags...your Dad's Cousin's Wife's family used to own the Pins and Needles shop, look on the right, oh it's closed down now...
Oh look I add when I find a chatter gap, the Gunmakers Arms is boarded up, that's where I tasted my first glass of cider and black; but my comments disappear in the back of the bus, Mum has forgotten to put her hearing aid in!
We meander along the pavements I trod on my way to and from nightclubs...
|The Council House|
I click my camera as once familiar sights now stop me in my tracks.
|Meet the Floosie in the Jacuzzi!|
Then the Mecanoo Library shouts it's welcome...
Inside we fly from floor to floor on sky blue escalators, each one sharing it's 1000 books.
Secret gardens lead us to the Memorial Library where grey haired books fill glass covered shelves while Shakespeare looks on bemused.
|The Memorial Room has been relocated from the original Library|
|The ceiling carvings mingle with the light|
|Mum gazes in as Shakespeare looks out|
Ten floors of a thousand books make our excited legs falter so we treat ourselves to lunch amidst the Symphony Hall musicians next door.
Mums blue eyed gaze drills into mine as she says:
Let's get a Taxi home, you look tired and I am pretty worn out too; but when we get back I must buy more bananas (Mum always buys a couple of bananas for me as I nibble on one to ease the nausea when a seizure creeps in)...
I grin and suggest we go wild and buy four....