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Fab Liverpool 8 - The Beatles Estate

I'm sure you will be relieved to read that this is my last posting on the trip.

I had to include this site because it really is strange. Liverpool Council felt that the best way to honour the Beatles was to name a council estate after them. This is situated in one of the poorest areas of Liverpool, Edge Hill.

Just to give you an idea of the layout, you have a long, winding road (!) called John Lennon Drive, with three much smaller roads branching off of it. These are (in order of location) - George Harrison Close, Paul McCartney Way and Ringo Starr Drive.

At the end of John Lennon drive, we were horrified to note two adjacent houses that had been firebombed.

Why Liverpool Council chose to honour the greatest popular musical group by having a council estate named after them, is a total mystery to me. Odder still, was my desire to go there (thanks again John) and take photographs!

Here's the evidence (I also took pictures of the roads, but I don't think the residents would be too happy to have their homes splashed all over the internet):



I just love the barbed wire!










Only Ringo showed up to officially inaugurate his road.

So here, on this wierd, but strangely appropriate note, I bid farewell to Liverpool and thank you for following my trip through what has been a pretty incredible few days.

Comments

Anonymous said…
fantastic amazing 8 blogs--sounds like you had a great time.......a xxx
Anonymous said…
Shame Tracy Chapmans facts are incorrect over Beatles Estate, the sign belongs to that property and the properties are privately owned and not Council, and there is a comunity spirit 2nd to none! Maybe she prefers fiction rather than fact!!!

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