Q stands for Quayside.
Quays hold a fascination for me, wherever we go on holiday, particularly in the UK I always have to find the nearest Quay. There is nothing better than settling in my comfy portable directors chair, in a sheltered spot, and just watch life passing by on the Quayside.
This a scene from The Royal Albert Dock on the Quayside in City of Liverpool UK. The building in the background with cupola's on each turret is The Port of Liverpool Building, I worked for an Investment Management and Stockbroking Company there, many years ago. It was quite an honour to work in such a beautiful building overlooking the River Mersey and the Quays of Liverpool's wonderful Albert Dock.
|The Colonades in the Albert Dock.|
|Busy little ferryboat on the River Mersey chugging past The Albert Dock.|
The Quayside when the docks were flourishing with large ships waiting to unload passengers and cargoes. On the left is a tug boat which would have guided the ships alongside the Quay.
Port Isaac in Cornwall.
One of my favourite places to sit and watch the fishermen bring in their catch. We would sit in front of the wall on the left then when the fish had been cleaned and gutted in the shed on the right, we would tootle across and purchase our supper. The fishmonger was quite a character and was always eager to advise on some recipes for our purchase.
Beautifully fresh Turbot caught in Cornish waters and landed on the Quayside before our very eyes, totally fascinating.
The chatty fishmonger skinned and gutted this fine specimen and then went on to tell me how to cook it. I listened carefully then thanked him, also I purchased kilo of juicy plump Cornish Mussels.