The site of a slave pen has never left Michele McGrath Edwin
When I was a teenager, my grandfather, who was born and bred in Liverpool, took me to a site close to the place where the new law courts are now (Letters, 12 December). The tarmac had been removed and large rectangular blocks of stone were exposed. They formed a circular pattern. He told me that it was the site of a slave pen. He spoke as if it was common knowledge in his generation, but I did not ask him how he knew.
I have never forgotten looking down at those foundation stones and imagining the misery they once enclosed. It is right and proper that a memorial to those poor people should be erected in the great city of Liverpool, which profited so much from their enslavement.
Michele McGrath Edwin
Bride, Isle of Man
