Pyramids Of England

This rather spooky looking pyramid must have been the family vault of an important family.

It's in the yard of Saint Andrew's Church, a very fine Georgian building, that was built by the Scottish Presbyterian community in Liverpool.

The church was in use until the 1970s and in a relatively short time, has suffered a catastrophic decline into the ruin that is it now. It's rather distressing that this fine building was allowed to get into this state.

Will this be the fate of our civilization sooner or later?



I met a traveller from an antique land
Who said: Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
Stand in the desert. Near them, on the sand,
Half sunk, a shattered visage lies, whose frown
And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command
Tell that its sculptor well those passions read
Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,
The hand that mocked them and the heart that fed.
And on the pedestal these words appear:
"My name is Ozymandias, king of kings:
Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair!"
Nothing beside remains. Round the decay
Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare
The lone and level sands stretch far away