When I call myself old-fashioned, I mean in a more gentle, and very possibly through rose-tinted spectacles, way of afternoon tea at the Ritz or on a lawn of an Edwardian country house.
|One of the Irish ferries going out|
|Bootle docks - the view from the Floral's Panoramic Lounge|
For a start, it's quiet and has the feel of a seaside hotel lounge or a Palm court (there are a couple of palms about the Floral). The kind you might see Miss Marple in. It's a lovely, relaxing place where you can partake of tea and teacakes sitting on a leather settee. Or if you prefer a cappuccino and fairy cake at one of the windows overlooking the River Mersey.
|Nearly eaten teacake and Earl Grey tea|
|The view of the Fort from the Floral|
If you're ever in New Brighton, pop in.