"The trolley park is round the back, mate" says Gimpo.
There are 23 trolleys, now full with ragwort and buddleia, the 400 volunteers have their faces painted white with black eyes (are we skulls, badgers, or pandas?). Bootleggers are selling Badger Kull T-shirts, £10 a pop.
A chap has brought a dalek, which apparently has disturbed Bill and Jimmy. "That'll get burnt" a chap tells me.
Sam, a Prisoner fanatic gives us a spin round Toxteth in his JAMs mini moke, our skull faces producing questions and laughs around town.
"What's all this?"
That's enough, or enough to stop questions. Rumours are flying, the Toxteth day of the dead is underway.
"Are you a pusher?" I think so.