On a bright sunny winter’s day, what better than a quiet Sunday walk in the Welsh Hills. Or, to be specific, the Clwydian Ranges, a northern part of the Offa’s Dyke footpath. But then again, seemingly everyone else had the same idea of walking up to the summit of Moel Famau, the highest and perhaps the most dramatic of the hills around these parts.

It was the thick Scouse accents that caught in the wind and swirled around the summit of Moal Famau, shattering the remoteness of the place and reminding you that just over there, beyond the flatness of the Wirral, the estuaries of the Dee and the Mersey, lies Liverpool.