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Fireworks night goes with a bang!

After moving around London for the last few years, and staying in the city centre for the first six months of being in Liverpool, I’m glad to finally live in a street where the neighbours interact with one another. It didn’t come as much of a surprize when we found a note from our friendly neighbours on the door on Monday night telling us to gather outside for fireworks and food at six thirty the following evening.

Fortunately on the night it was dry for long enough to watch two or three boxes of fireworks go up in various degrees of smoke. Highlight of night had to be a Catherine Wheel that went on for almost a minute – an eternity in firework time!

Our direct next door neighbour, Jan, had prepared a huge pot of chili with baked potatoes, cakes, garlic bread – the full spread – and lots of drink too and with most of the other friendly neighbours turning up it made for a really pleasant evening.

Quite possibly the best fireworks night I’ve had for a very long time – hope you enjoyed yours too :o)

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Feeling Recycled

After said Krazy House merryment, a very late night and emerging from bed just a bit hung over we needed a jolt to the system to avoid throwing the day away.

This came in the shape of a cycle along the Mersey all the way in to town and back again. It’s been some time since we’ve been out on the mountain bikes – indicated by the fact that both of us are walking a little on the John Wayne side this evening!

That said – if the weather here can be kind enough to deliver dry Sundays I think it’ll be the perfect way to clear the cobwebs. I actually miss being out on the bike too – having a ridiculously expensive one it really is a crime to let it gather dust when it just screams to be chucked down a hillside somewhere.

I suspect at some point in the future they will actually recognise the condition known as PlayStation ass!

Must get out more. :o)

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I see dead people… they’re everywhere…

The Hallow’een party at the Krazy House in Liverpool made for an entertaining evening. As awful as the place is, in a nice sort of way, it’s one of the few places you can go where you can be sure you’re not the weirdest person in the room by a long chalk!

Everywhere you looked there were people draped in chains with thick black make-up walking around like the undead. And those were the people who hadn’t dressed up for Hallow’een!

The Krazy House is one of the most enjoyable places I’ve found for a good night out and that includes places in Glasgow and London. The three floors of varying music make for a unique venue where you can move between the levels as your mood takes you on the night.

Not for everyone, but fun once in a while – and on a night where the undead are supposedly roaming the Earth it made perfect sense! :o)

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