If you had seen Liverpool 10 to 20 years ago you would

not even recognise the place now.
It was on it's knees, written off, down-trodden. There has always been art and culture bubbling away, just hidden away.
I had a cracking conversation with an 81 year old scouser last Friday, he had moved to Buxton 30 years ago and never been back. then that day we met he got in the car and came back home. I told him about what was being built and what had been going on and we had a good chat. I don't know his name but he was a really lovely man.
Since then I have met two more people doing the same and I had good chats with them, them filling me in on some past and me filling them in on some future.
We have endured 4 years of traffic chaos, driving around building sites, late for work most days cos the road layout had changed again. half our city cordoned off behind steel fences. Then Thursday it stopped. I got to work on time and we all got to see part of our new city for the first time. We had to be given maps!!!!! Now its not all about glitzy shops, its about being able to get into the heart of the city without hassle, to bring in thousands of visitors and the cruise ships which are now coming back to the Mersey. Every day on my way to work I watch the little ants in luminous jackets building us a canal, a new museum, a new pier head. And I can't describe how exciting it is. We now have new spaces to sit, chat, eat, converse with strangers.
And aswell we had the launch on Thursday of the UK's first comprehensive exhibition of Klimt, we have a new shopping centre, a new canal, new hotels, a new cruise terminal, people pouring in from Ireland for the weekend. Every Friday walking home I have to navigate the Isle of Man Steam Packet arrivees with their suitcases as they ask directions to here there and everywhere. But it's good to see.
And Mr McCartney is here tonight, and Stella launched her new collection at LIPA today. I find it dead exciting when I thin back to decades ago when my Mum used to post out the Beatles fan mail from Heswall Post Office for Paul's Dad.
And you know I was born in Wirral, I'm not even a real Scouser, but I live in Liverpool now. I left in 1999 as the job prospects were dire. I wanted to come home in 2004 when things were still a bit iffy so I did, more than anything I wanted to be back by the sea.
And all us little companies are starting to see the benefits. bit by bit. Rome wasn't built in a day, and neither was the new Liverpool.
But the buzz in the air is cracking, new jobs, new places, new faces. a real Phoenix from the Flames. If you are not sure what to make of it all, come and have a look and you will not be disappointed, of course everyone loves their home and I am no exception. xx