Author Archives: Barbara

It was Easter Sunday, and it had been a beautiful weekend so far and promised to be warm and sunny today. We chose Leasowe because it often gets good spring migrant birds dropping in, like Wheatear, and there has been … Continue reading →

The gardens are what remains of the Liverpool Garden Festival of 1984. By 1997 they were derelict, but a part was re-developed in 2010 and called “Festival Gardens”. It was sunny, but with a cold breeze. As soon as we … Continue reading →

We walked another section of the Wirral Way today, from Hooton to Hadlow Road Station and back. There was a chilly breeze when we started out, but it is sheltered in the sunken, tree-lined path, so once the sun came … Continue reading →

What a lovely day! I have been in Ireland, which has also had two weeks of sunshine, and it was sunny and warm again today. We rode the bus across the Wirral, looking at the gardens full of Forsythia, early … Continue reading →

We met at the Albert Dock, from where we had planned to walk south, but found that we were heading into the teeth of a very strong breeze with the sun in our eyes, so turned to walk the other … Continue reading →

Just off the Wirral peninsula are three tiny islands, accessible at low tide over the sands from West Kirby, but cut off twice a day by the tide. Furthermore, it isn’t safe to walk straight to the main island itself, … Continue reading →

It was a gorgeous day today, dry and sunny, with just a chilly breeze. Miles better than recent Sundays. Hordes of walkers and their dogs came out after lunch, and spring is springing. For a change, we walked around the … Continue reading →

We often go to Landican Cemetery at this time of year, hoping to see the Hares which sneak in from the surrounding farmland to snack on the floral tributes.  Sadly, we didn’t see any today, just lines of fresh molehills … Continue reading →

We disembarked at a deserted Aughton Park station on a damp and dreary day. The platforms are in a deep cutting, and the gothic atmosphere was enhanced by the cawing of Carrion Crows. We had some time to kill before … Continue reading →

We had planned to go to West Kirby, but after being awakened by hailstones hammering on my bedroom window, and fighting blustery showers on the way to the bus, I agreed with the others that we didn’t want to be … Continue reading →