My parents and I decided we needed a day out today, so we hopped on a train to Liverpool to have a bit of a wander and a browse. How quaint. I’m a fan of Liverpool, and when people slag it off I get a bit protective for some bizarre reason. It is the nearest city to where I live, so I visit it fairly regularly, and after trips away, when I reach Liverpool, on my return, it feels like I’m home (I know, how cliché, but I’m all about the clichés on this blog apparently).
I needed some more work clothes so nipped into Forever 21, because I love it a lot, and got some bits and bobs. I had to avoid the top floor however, because it has a massive jewellery section and I want all of the necklaces. I’d take some pictures of the clothes, but they aren’t actually anything too exciting, and I’m quite lazy. (I did get a pair of lovely trousers though, which actually look alright on me, which is rare. Woo! Crazy times, I’m living in the future wearing trousers instead of skirts for once.)
I also ended up buying ‘The Girl Who Saved The King Of Sweden‘ by Jonas Jonasson, the author of ‘The Hundred Year Old Man Who Climbed Out Of The Window And Disappeared‘. I have no idea if either of them are good yet, but I’ve heard great things about Jonasson so I’m looking forward to giving it a read. Anyone read any of his books before?
Next stop for me was The Body Shop as I fancied trying a new foundation, and ended up buying a BB Cream and a Primer. I really like the products so far, hopefully they will last in the (sweaty) clubs! (I don’t feel I could carry off reviewing make-up; I love make-up, but posts purely on make-up don’t sound like something I could write about. My calling is not for beauty!) Would you like some pictures of some BB Cream and Primer? No? Tough, I took pictures.
Quick note: Pret à manger does some really nice mango/passion fruit smoothies and coffees. That’s all.
That was my little shopping hall… Yeah. Hope you enjoyed that. Needless to say, my debit card got a bit of a battering today. I’m going to talk about food now, which I much prefer talking about. Time to get hungry.
So we decided to go to Carluccio’s in the Met Quarter (if you don’t know Liverpool, it is like the posh bit. Living the high life, guys). Going to Italian restaurants with someone with coeliac’s is always a bit rubbish, as my dad usually ends up with very little choice, but this time we were pleasantly surprised. After asking for a GF menu, he was handed with this beauty:
LOOK AT ALL THAT FOOD! Never seen a GF menu so full of choice, my dad was like a little kid at a sweet shop (cliché central here, I’m telling you).
Food wise, I’ll just show you some pictures. I’m tired, and the food looked so lovely that it pretty much speaks for itself (hint: it was all very tasty).
Hungry? Wait, look at these cool meringues that you could buy too.
I know, I was impressed too. It is a lovely restaurant, and felt very relaxed, I definitely recommended it, especially if you have a gluten intolerance.
This post was a little bit strange to write, probably stranger to read, but hopefully it was interesting in some way. We had a really lovely afternoon out, and I just felt like writing about it. Hope everyone has had a lovely weekend 🙂