feeling listless

LIfe Took my Dad to the FACT centre tonight. He seemed kind of impressed in the way that he's always kind of impressed about everything. Saw Winged Migration with its stunning photography and examination of the indomnitable spirit of the bird. Later on we took a walk in the cool night air of the Pier Head and the Mersey and he gave me a guided tour of old Liverpool, pointing out the landmarks and what they used to be. Meanwhile I pointed out all the buildings I'd been in and realising that for a mostly non-drinker I've been to a hell of a lot of different pubs and bars. Just a nice, easy, enjoyable night.