Started off with go carting in Warrington, which I was completely shit at. I just cannot work up an interest in things with engines, and didn't get on with it that well at all. Glad I tried it though.
Much better was the night out on the piss in Liverpool, upon which we amusingly rolled around town collecting random people like a game of Katamari Damacy. The Philharmonic has to be one of the nicest pubs I've ever been in. Its grade one listed toilets were particularly cool and I enjoyed pissing on them.
We also went to Alma de Cuba, a Catholic chapel converted into a bar without making too much of a mess of it, the stained glass, alter etc all remaining. Later ended up in god knows what club, a pound to get in and cheap drinks. I forgot about the new licensing laws and did my usual "might as well stay until it shuts", finally having to admit defeat at 4.30am and stagger back to the Adelphi.
I believe the appropriate term for such hotels is "faded grandeur". It is beautiful but has obviously seen better days - mind you, it could rise again if they fitted showers you didn't have to sit down in the bath to use, included breakfast in the 70 quid per night (per person, twin room) price and gave you more than one sachet of shower gel and two teabags as your complimentaries.
The Sefton Suite in the Adelphi was fitted by Cunard at the same time as the Titanic, and is apparently a replica of the smoking lounge on the ship. It was pretty spectacular, and even better in the early hours of the morning filled with kebab-eating drunken scousers slumped on the oppulent sofas.
Books
More than a bit pissed off that "I Am Alive and You Are Dead: A Journey Into the Mind of Philip K Dick" is largely made up of comprehensive spoilers of all his novels. I've read his first two novels, so could read the first 100 pages but have had to stop - Dick is one of those writers who's books would be completely ruined if you knew what was going to happen. If you ask me that's a pretty crap way to write a biography. At least I got it second-hand.
So I need to order another cheapo book from Amazon. Possible choices so far:
"Jem" by Frederick Pohl
"Ice Station Zebra" by Alexander Maclean
"The Difference Engine" by William Gibson and Bruce Stirling
"The Great Victorian Collection" by Brian Moore
"High Rise" by JG Ballard
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