Friday, May 20, 2011

The Grapes.

Another black and white photograph I took whilst I was recently on holiday. The Grapes - a pub made famous by four lads from Liverpool who frequented it between gigs at The Cavern Club, located just across the street.
I began going to the Grapes, at first with my brother Thud then later with friends, when I was 15 years old. No stuffy Beatles tunes were played in the pub's smoky bar and lounge at that time. A new musical generation had taken over Liverpool and now The Grapes just happened to be the nearest pub, a mere 20 yards down the street, to another historically important music venue, Eric's - the very centre of the teenage Vinogirl's world. A couple of glasses of Guinness, a bevy of local celebrities, the last bus home: life was good.
Who knew that grapes, of another sort, would feature so prominently later in my life?

12 comments:

Thud said...

Very good...from the grapes to grapes.

Vinogirl said...

I do my best :)

Trubes said...

Good Pun there VG......havn't we all, Liverpudlians, been there at one time or another?
Many moons ago, I used to know the Manager's wife, who had a terrible life with him because of his chronic Alcoholism, Being a good Catholic girl, she stood by him, even when the ravages of the alcohol, left him severely disabled by a mega stroke.
She once confided in me that she 'hated his guts', but felt she could not leave him because of the sanctity of her marriage vows.
He died soon after this conversation, and she remained a sad and embittered woman.
I often wonder what happened to her, I sincerely hpoe she found some peace in her later life.
Life can deal some of the most bitter blows to some of the kindest and most honourable of people!

Hope you've got your sunshine now VG,

Di.xx

Thomas said...

Love the picture. Gives quite a "city" feeling, which, living in my rural place, I sometimes miss of my hometown.

Do Bianchi said...

the photo is fantastic VG! I remember once when I was little a British friend of our saying how she wanted to "live in the NYC" of the Goodbye Girl (Marsha Mason movie). Well, this Yank wishes he could live in your Liverpool! :)

Wartime Housewife said...

As I've said before, your blog is worth following just for the photographs. You have a real eye, VG.

Vinogirl said...

Trubes: One truism in life...alcoholics should not work around alcohol.

Thomas: I love my home city.

2B: C'mon now...you sound perfectly content in your safe, Texas home (I'm ripping off The Clash).

WH: Why, thank you.

monkey said...

nice pic VG, that could have been taken years back if the car wasnt in shot. i like it grapes to grapes

Vinogirl said...

Thanks Monkey...we can get all photo-geeky with each other when you are out here in August.

phlegmfatale said...

That's a lovely photo with a timeless quality. Nice!

Vinogirl said...

Yes, Matthew Street looks pretty much the same way it did when I was a teenager. Now, if I could just find those photos of Thud outside Eric's with The Ramones :)

phlegmfatale said...

OMG! If you DO find those hallowed snaps, you really must share them!