It's doing these Yelp reviews in Merseyside's Southport, the go-to for Liverpudlians looking for a bit of seaside fresh air, that makes me realise I spent most of my youth here. The Brunette, my oldest friend, lived in Churchtown during our schooldays and despite the fact that we and our social circle were a bunch of moody teenagers who wore Doc Martens and locked ourselves in our bedrooms listening to Nirvana, we just loved a trip to the Botanic Gardens down the road from her.
I have photos still of the times we spent there, and there amongst all that black eyeliner, ripped denim and scowling adolescence, are smiles. We got so inspired by the place that a friend of mine wanted to take romantically inspired photos of us posing with blossom trees and water features in the background. Nothing lifts a mood swing like feeding the ducks.
Years later I'm older, wiser, I probably still use too much Kohl but I've certainly curbed my impressions of Kevin the Teenager. 'That's so unfah I HATE you!' *Door slam* Well, we all still have our spoilt brat moments. But one thing that will always remain is the way the Botanic Gardens did and still does brighten my day. Having opened in 1874 they are traditionally Victorian, harbouring incredible floral displays, gorgeous walkpaths, a winding lake that stretches the length of the complex and the potential to take boat trips. The duckies are always great, particularly in spring when the babies come out to play, so take plenty of bread.
There are benches for picnics, free parking available, a café if you need to stop to rest or haven't brought a packed lunch, a pottery shop, a gift shop, free admission and even a regular bus that stops at the site directly from Southport's central Lord Street. So even if you're just mooching around the town you've no excuse not to come here. As starkly beautiful in winter as it is Technicolor and gorgeous in summer, don't miss out on this superb attraction. read more