Apologies to my two loyal readers for the delay in this Liverpool series, these write-ups take around ten times longer than that the trip they’re describing. Anyway, I was intrigued as to why there was a Parliament Street in Liverpool. The reason is slightly less exciting than I had hoped, I was more anticipating that for a while the national Parliament was actually somehow located in Liverpool even though I knew that it evidently hadn’t been. However, it’s because an Act of Parliament was granted to the Earl of Sefton in the late eighteenth century, so it meant a somewhat uninspired choice of name for the street.
The reason incidentally that I had time to take photos of random road signs is because Bev and Susan were faffing about crossing the road, waiting for the green man and everything.