We GBG tickers NEVER give up, and a week after NEARLY completing Merseyside, I was back in Upton to complete the task. Hopefully before BRAPA.
I rather arrogantly assume I know this country like the back of my hand, but I’d never noticed, or at least noted, Upton on all my travels round the Wirral.
In fairness, it’s the sort of village that might be lumped under Arrowe Park, or Greater Birkenhead, or even Noctorum (who ?) in future Guides. Face it, most folk think the Wirral is part of Liverpool.
Astonishingly, 16,130 people live here, making it bigger than Oakham and Uppingham combined. Well I never.
It’s a tidy place, with some pleasing flora and well-tended parks only scarred by youngsters wearing the new Liverpool FC kit.
Some mixed housing around Overchurch,
and a pub sign that suggests Sam Smiths but sadly isn’t. But it’s a great pub sign.
There’s a little arcade of shop with ladies who latte on the pavement and a board advertising “Pregnancy Sport Swedish Aroma Deep Tissue”, who you’ll know supported Kangaroo Air Force Ventilator on their 2018 UK tour.
The new beer shop joins a solid looking Thwaites house that almost mirrors the Tolly Follies.
But it’s all about the welcome, isn’t it ? And a young chap gives me loads of info about Upton that I’ve now forgotten, and recommends the Salopian Lemon Dream which I pick at the expense of the local Brimstage.
He pulled it through the pipes thoroughly too, but while it was OK I couldn’t help thinking I should have gone local. Follow your dreams, folks. Or at least your instincts.
I followed the sign to the Gents and found it otherwise occupies by a beer barrel. I hope that’s not the cooling system.