I've just returned from watching the special screening of Liverpool in Film at the Odeon in London Road.
The new film DVD has been put together to celebrate the city's 800th birthday.
And I defy even the most hard-hearted not to feel either a well of emotion or a swell of pride at looking at that old black and white footage.
Or even simply the sobering thought that all those people you see processing in the 1907 Pageant, or crossing Lime Street on the Lumiere's film, or cuddling undernourished said-eyed babies did their bit for their city - and are no more.
Still, it's a sunny afternoon and no time to be morbid.
The DVD also includes three restored public information films from 1967 when the Ford plant was in full swing, Liverpool Cathedral was STILL being built, the hems were still high and Churchill Way Flyover was considered the blueprint for the future.
The films had gone horribly magenta pink over the years, and have been restored at some expense (not all Liverpool's though) to their glorious technicolor original prints.
There were mutters of recognition from the audience at the Dinky toy production line, regretful sighs as the wrecking ball took down the Dockers Umbrella, and titters of derision when there were mentions of traffic congestion.
I could have watched all afternoon - all I needed was a big bag of pick and mix.
