I'm here Blossom, have eaten my supper and am now enjoying a glass of wine...

The only time Ive been to Liverpool was for New Year's Eve 1969 and the start of 1970. I went with friends from university to a party in Liverpool 8. We couldn't understand the bus conductor, nor he us - some kind lady translated for us. the house was a four storey building - standing on its own in the middle of what looked like a demolition site! There was thick smog swirling around, and it was like something out of a horror film - we were very glad when the person who opened the door turned out to be our friend, not a Vampire!