This title was the description given to a ramble described in the Liverpool Echo circa 1955. The phrase haunts me; I gladly acknowledge its source and thank the Echo for the many rambles it offered to the local populace so many years ago with its ‘Rambles Round Merseyside’ feature.
I don’t know how to describe this piece; it isn’t poetry yet its format is not that of true prose, and I hope it is seen as poetic. It is very personal to our own experience yet something we wish to share.
Wirral is not a tourist spot, yet it is beautiful. This just scratches its surface, yet it is so small that too many visitors would spoil its magic. Whatever this piece can be described as, I hope you will enjoy it.
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