A Pair of Passing Superlambananas at Runcorn Station
After visiting the Gormleys at Crosby beach, we headed back into Liverpool to the Maritime Museum at Albert Dock. We were woefully short of time there, and have planned to head back soon.
The perspex figure of Aphrodite comes from the liner Reina del Mar. The anchor below is from the Conway; you can get an idea of its size from the teeny pedestrians next to it.
In the dusk below you might just about be able to see two Liver birds. (For those of you of "a certain age" - myself included - apologies for that earworm I've just introduced "What's got four arms, longs to grab ya, answer is two Liver birds...")
From our lofty perch in the restaurant, I ordered what the menu described as mini cakes. The waitress apologised that they weren't exactly mini. OH managed to finish them off, with the exception of the banana cake. After a plate of brownies.
We heard a distant hooting, and the yellow duck boat plunged into the dock (on purpose, I hasten to add).
Finally we grabbed a cab to the Philharmonic. At the traffic lights, the cabbie turned around, looked at us carefully and asked if we meant the pub rather than the orchestra... "The Phil" is architecturally gorgeous, with the men's loos being so spectacular that women are invited to go and view. I passed up on the offer, but OH assures me that they were fabulous. The main room and bar are both gorgeous, and it was a perfect end to the day to snuggle up in some wing chairs with a drink. The decoration is called the "murmur of the sea" and features mermaids to the left and mermen to the right. Look at that gorgeous ceiling...