We have been meaning to make a little trip to Liverpool for some time now.
We packed up the car on the morning of our trip and as we did so I noticed that we had taken slightly less than we would have normally done. The children are older now and so the need for emergency items is becoming less and less. It made my heart grow a little sad to think that all of the ‘necessities’ of travel would one day no longer be needed as they become more and more self sufficient.
There were however, some little special touches that could not be left. As we all jumped into the car I caught sight of a special teddy bear that my boy has had since he was a baby. ‘Liverpool bear’ as he is fondly named, has become and old favourite and I explained that he must come along to visit his home city. Every toy is named very simply in our house. The large baby doll is called ‘Big baby’, the monkey is called ‘Monkey’ and so on – that is, all apart from one very special elephant named Edmund who rode along side his bear partner on this sunny day.
Liverpool Bear 2016
The children were excited as we planned a night at Nana and Grandad’s house as our first stop. Leaving the gloomy weather behind in Yorkshire, it soon became apparent that we were all over dressed as the Southport skies were cloudless and the sun was warm. We were greeted by a very excited little cousin upon our arrival who could not wait to see his ‘partners in crime’. We watched him squeal with delight and jump up and down when we gave him his first ever Spiderman toy, his new hero. The rest of the day was spent enjoying the local park, eating ice-creams, sitting out in the garden and even the first barbeque of the year.
The next day the children woke early, excited to be finally visiting Liverpool and their auntie and uncle’s apartment. We packed up the car again, remembering sun hats and we made our way along the long road to Liverpool. We were greeted on our arrival with hugs and kisses, and my daughter hid behind my legs as she demonstrated her usual initial shyness. Our plan was to take a trip on the famous Ferry on the Mersey and the children were beyond excited to be allowed to go on the big boat.
Liverpool did not disappoint. The weather was stunning and the City of Culture of which it was once entitled was well deserved. As we walked along we pointed out the famous Liverbirds that were perched on the buildings overhead watching over the city. We wandered down onto the docks and sat on the benches outside the Museum to eat our sandwiches as we waited for the ferry to arrive. The children were delighted to see the ‘Dazzle’ ferry approaching the docks painted in its bright colours and adorned with flags flapping in the wind.
The ferry across the Mersey – June 2016
It was the ultimate tourist activity, and when I think about it perhaps it has no interest to anybody but to our little family. Nana and Grandad, little Lucas, uncle Alun and auntie Katy and of course, us four. And yet it is another memory for my children and I know that they will be glad that I captured that picture on that beautiful day. The song ‘Ferry Cross the Mersey’ was blasted out intermittently with the tour guide’s voice as she explained each and every landmark. The children clung to the sides pointing out everything that they could see and they truly loved every minute of it. I am not sure that we could have picked a more perfect day to take a boat trip and when we moored we did not want it to come to an end.
Tired and weary in the heat, both children took their turn in throwing wobblers over who would be allowed to hitch a ride on their daddy and uncle’s shoulders. They invariably got their own way as we were too tired to argue with the unreasonableness. Not to be defeated though, we decided to take a walk up to the World Museum following a promise of an aquarium, dinosaurs and much more. Again we were not to be disappointed. As we entered a giant pterodactyl skeleton suspended overhead made the children gasp in awe. We took our time peering at the exotic fish in the aquarium, colouring in turtles as an activity and playing in the sensory room where we were greeted by a giant eyeball. As we were leaving we caught sight of the ‘Bug room’ and we saw giant African ants, locusts and spiders all capturing the children’s interest.
Finally it was time to leave. Nobody’s legs were now working, and so a quick trip to the museum shop was used as a distraction. Here we bought drinks and a large display of marbles of every shape and colour caught our attention. Each child was allowed to pick a marble bag and fill it with the glassy treasures much to their delight. It was the perfect end to a lovely trip. A small memento of their day, they left clutching their bags and once again riding high on shoulders as we headed home.
Just a day. Probably special to nobody but us, to our little family, and yet one to remember I think.
Noah and Isla, I hope you always remember our trip to that very special city.
Lots of love always, mummy xxx