feeling listless

Art Spent yesterday at the Liverpool Biennial in the so-called Independent District. One of the more interesting bi-products of this year's festival is finding the venues. This in particular is in a place which you wouldn't necessarily go every day (or ever). As usual the map was no help at all in its emphasis of minor streets and including in the text on addresses which don't appear on said map. After scratching my head and an A-Z I called for a taxi. I'm happy to say that when I got there it was worth the expense.