Friend o' Freud

I had a range of shots to choose from today. It was a rare event for me to carouse the evening streets of Liverpool and enjoy a brilliant curry with PG. I chose this shot because it was something I remembered from my teens. Practically everything else has changed.

Gossip has it that two workmen on their way into work were overheard walking past this monument to Jung's dream number nine. One asked the other who Jung was and his reply is my today's title. It sounds better with a Liverpool accent. It might be worth mentioning that in those days, it was the side of the Liverpool School of Music, Language, Dream and Pun. Previously, it had been the Apple warehouse - no not the phone company...