8 Floors high

My Gramp has been ill and recently had surgery, I've been travelling back to Liverpool regularly since he was admitted to hospital. However, the hospital has changed, a different location and a different set of rules. Tonight, as a 40 year old woman I sat in the back of my parents car, feeling 12 again; being driven to this new location.

A guided tour no less with my parents pointing out various changes to Liverpool and certainly to its skyline as we sat 8 floors up in The Royal. After taking shots of the vista under a cloudless sky it was this shot I chose to blip, mainly because the thing almost scared me onto the spare bed in the ward! Bold as you like, sitting on the windowsill peering in, even posing for his World Wide Web moment I'd say.