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Leaving of Liverpool


Moctezuma
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Great bar. My ma moved down near Ormskirk and so did a good mate of mine so I usually go in there when I'm back.

Yeah it's a boss pub, though they've taken the dark Erdinger off tap which I wasn't happy about.

 

Moved to Aughton last year so go out in Ormskirk often and it's a good night. Didn't think it'd be up to much before I moved but it's got loads of good pubs, a lack of scally bellends you get in town and it's lively with all the students from Edge Hill.

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Left Liverpool last night for work headed home this morning and the fucking stupid roads works for the bridge got me lost after taking a wrong turn and ended up by the fucking shopping city before I could turn around and get back onto the daresbury express way. Fuck it was freezing at 5am this morning on my bike and how much I wished I was in Liverpool so I could just do a u turn and head back the way I came but no stupid fucking Runcorn had me trekking across the shitty town.

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It been gone pretty much 20 years now. There's not a hell of a lot I miss.

 

The accent now and again, a charming/slightly gobby bird, the decent rail service in the Northern Line, gravy and barms in chippies, the buildings/parks, quieter roads, not being in the fucking rat race, Hollands meat pies and cheap taxis

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Not long before we left Liverpool 9 years ago, I was working for BT and had to use a fax for testing the AD translation at various DWP sites around the north west. Walked out of our flat in pall mall with this auld amstrad fax machine under me arm, some scallywag walking past cracked on 'rocking yer new mobile there la' - that's the kind of shit I don't think yer get anywhere else.

And when yer crack something similar 10000 miles away, 9 times out of 10 yer get a blank look, but every now and again yer get a grin or a response that cuts yer down- generally someone from the north west or Ireland.

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