#mossley

[emzchaos]

[dailystargatebooty]

[council-tax]

[refigiowen]

Untitled Project (Scrapped): Scene 12

Context: The Vessel had made it's way into the capital, Mossley, and was on it's way to the Academy of Mossley. On it's way it encounters a mad scholar by the name of Ajax who, like many of the scholars of the academy, is infected with Pantomania.

"A-Ah, greetings, traveller carrying the Struggle and Despair... No, greetings, Struggle and Despair."

The man is tightly holding onto his head, as if it is about to errupt. Fluids seem to be leaking from his eyes, ears, and cracks on his head.

"I-I am Ajax, a scholar of the Academy of Mossley and a follower of The Second.

A-Ah, The Second.. Lord Of Knowledge And Wisdom, yes. Curse you, i say...

Why must you hold such a grudge towards us humans, oh lords? What can we do about our core being, we apologize for who we are!"

The man sobs, holding his head together tighter.

"The Lords stood for eternity and the stagnation of all beings as they currently are - believing that preserving what is now will stop any change from ruining the perfect now. And so they came into this world, tamed the storm and took us under their graceful wings. And in return we worshipped them, though, they cared little about our worship of them. They cared only about our preservation and the preservation of their perfect, never changing world.

At some point, The Second began to seek the knowledge of this world. I still remember gazing upon him for the first time. His head knew no boundaries, so did his mind. He had a large, sun like, formless light for a head and was dressed in a yellow cape that hid his skeletal body.

He never interacted with us scholars directly, but would seek and absorb the knowledge we gathered to feed his never ending hunger for knowledge.

We saw him as our guidance, our mentor, but he spoke not one word to us. We were merely food for him."

The man lets out an agonizing scream, sounds of cracking coming from his head.

"GRAH! When Odium came the Lords understood fully what humans were. They were beings of change, not stagnation, they were meant to change lest they would die and rot. So they began to HATE us.. us who gave them nothing but our love and admiration, US who served our lives worshipping them just to be CURSED. The Second cursed those who seek knowledge with a disease. One that would pull them deeper, deeper and deeper into the need for knowledge... until their mind BREAKS.

And the youngest... cursed us with eternal hope.. and an allergy towards change, he planted a parasite within our minds.. one that Odium now has to forcefully remove.."

The man begins to scream in agony.

"KILL THE PONTIFF, BURN THE CHURCHES, LET OLD WOUNDS BLEED ONCE MORE!"

The man desperately tries to keep his head from errupting, yelling his final words into the sky.

"LET THE WATERS KISS AND TRASMUTATE THESE LEADEN GRUDGES INTO GOLD!!

FORGIVE US, FOR WE ARE THE FLOWING RIVER NOT THE STAGNANT WATERS. I AWAIT YOU AT THE GATES OF HELL."

His head errupts, for a moment the same sun like light that The Second was known for would be where Ajax's head once was. He raises his arms to the sky, the light emitting a sound that one could interpret as a cackle, before vanishing and the headless corpse of Ajax collapsing to the ground.

[bullet-prooflove]

I have an ask for Nik Sabatino 🩷 The prompt is 3. And we kept everything professional But something's changed. Thank you so much.

Tagging: @words-and-seeds @novamariestark @whateversomethingbruh @trublu2u @stelacole @kmc1989

Nik’s been back in LA for approximately three hours when he finds out about your trip to Mexico, the one you didn’t tell him about. He’s barely had enough time to dump his bags at his hotel and shower before he’s called out to a scene in Malibu involving his C.I.

It involves two dead bodies in the trunk of his car and a high speed pursuit on an electric scooter. Only in LA, he thinks as he scrolls through Tucker’s phone bringing up his most recent internet tabs.

It's then he finds the hitlist, the one with your picture on. It’s a group shot of you, Sam and Callen,  your face is shadowed by the cap you’re wearing, but the others are in plain view. It’s been taken in a hospital carpark in Mexico, he knows that because he’s been to the same hospital, he’d dropped Arlo Turk off there with a gunshot wound to the shoulder once upon a time.

He picks up his phone, dialling Turk’s number. If anyone can tell him what mischief you’ve been getting up to in Mexico it’ll be him.

“What’s your interest?” Turk asks him before he divulges the information.

My life partner’s trying to give me a heart attack, he considers telling the other man. However your relationship is still on the downlow, not even your team are aware that the two of you are together so he goes with the usual party line.

“Classified.” He says dryly. “But there’s an eighteen year old bottle of McCallan in it for you, if you tell me everything in the file and out of it.”

By the time Nik hangs up the phone he’s livid.

You’d undertaken an unsanctioned mission into Mexico to rescue Mosley’s son. It had resulted in the horrific death of Special Agent Harley Hidoko. Deeks had been critically injured, which is why you were at the hospital in the first place and the rest of you had barely escaped with your lives.

The fallout is currently still ongoing as the entire team are being investigated by a federal prosecutor. Nobody’s sure if charges are going to land your way or not, and your career…

Lord knows if you’ll still have a job at the end of the week.

You’re trying to give him an aneurysm, Nik’s sure of it.

He uses back channels to summon both you and Callen to the crime scene. His job was over and done with once his CI was arrested by the LAPD but if he leaves the scene he has to hand over the phone for evidence and he wants to show you the consequences of your actions. It’s clear to him that none of you played out how badly the mission could have gone. When he looks at it, he can see the plan was slapdash, haphazard, not the usual standard of work he expected from you all.

Mossley’s doing, he suspects, a woman so driven by her emotions, her desire to find her son that she would have sacrificed anyone of you. Hidoko had played the ultimate price, tongue cut out, burned alive and that woman hadn’t even attended her funeral. The thought of that happening to you…

It makes his blood boil because to Mosley you’re disposable and she’s hanging every single one of you out to dry.

When you step into the tented command centre he can tell you’re surprised to see him. You tuck your hands into the pockets of your jacket as you straighten your shoulders and hold your head up high. It riles him in more ways than one because you know, that he knows, and that he can’t show how pissed off he is right now, not without dropping the dime on your relationship.

“Looks like you guys survived Mexico.” He says, his expression filled with ire as he places his hands upon his hips. “Good job.”

You say nothing as you meet his gaze but he can see the defiance in you. You’re convinced you did the right thing and the problem is he can’t argue with you. The thing he loves most about you is your conviction, you know exactly who you are, you don’t lose yourself the way he does.

It’s both infuriating and extremely erotic.

“I have a feeling that’s you didn’t call us down here to congratulate us on our success.” Callen remarks, jutting his head towards the hand sticking out of the trunk of the nearby car.

“No, it is not.” Nik says, withdrawing the phone from his pocket and holding it up for the both of you to see. “The killer left his phone in the car and we found a cartel hitlist and guess who’s on it.”

He swipes his finger across the screen and the picture appears, the one of the three of you outside the hospital.

“One million.” He says looking pointedly at you. “Per person.

He sees the expression on your face change at the realisation. One million is a lot for a hit. The guy lying in the trunk of that car, his bounty was only $250,000 and he was the head of the drug enforcement taskforce. That’s how badly the cartel wants to murder you guys.

“They haven’t identified you yet but trust me they are trying really, really hard.” It’s impossible for him to keep the bite out of his voice.

“So we need to get that site taken down.” You begin, withdrawing your own phone from your back pocket to call Eric.

“I’ve already taken care of it.” Nik tells you as he returns the phone back to the evidence bag.  “I’ve got the NSA cybernuts scrubbing it from existence but it’s been on the darkweb for almost two weeks. There’s no telling who’s seen it.”

“I’m getting the feeling your mad at us. ” Callen says, crossing his arms over his chest. “Did we fuck up some super-secret CIA operation you guys were running?”

He turns his gaze on the other man, and the fury it burns deep down inside of him. There’s no way Callen doesn’t see it.

He’s almost as culpable as Mosley. He’s supposed to be the team leader, the calm one, the responsible one but he’d run head first into this mess, the same way the rest of you had. Nik knows he’s inches away from betraying himself so he does what he does best, he spins his anger towards something else, something that fits with Callen’s perception.

“You guys burned Arlo Turk.” He snaps, jabbing his finger at the other man. “That guy was the biggest source of cartel intel in the country and you burned him, do you know how many agencies relied on that information?”

None of you have any idea of all the threads you’ve unravelled, all the hard work that you’ve undone. There’s people in Washington baying for your blood, threatening to shut down Special Operations, to indict you and the two of you have no fucking clue. Nik’s out here doing damage control, he’s calling in favours, twisting the narrative, trying to save your lives and your careers.

“And there it is.” Callen mutters, the left side of his mouth twisting up into a bitter smile. “We’re making your life harder.”

He really has no fucking idea.

Nik’s phone has been vibrating in his pocket ever since this conversation started. His contacts coming back to him, feeding him information, completing the tasks he’s set them. You’re not going down for this he’s making sure of that, he’s put Mosley directly in the firing line for pulling this shit.

Already Callen’s walking away, you’re about to follow when Nik captures your arm. His eyes meet yours and you know that this isn’t over. There’s so much he wants to say to you in this moment but the words won’t leave his mouth because he’s just so God damned angry.

“Don’t think we won’t be talking about this at home.” He warns you, releasing his grasp on your arm. “I mean it Alana, you guys fucked up big time.”

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[ginandoldlace]

1939 The christening of the new lifeboat 'Edmond and Mary Robinson' at South West Princes Dock, Liverpool. Eighty nine year old Mrs Mary Robinson, of Mossley Hill, Liverpool, widow of a sea captain, named the lifeboat and presented it to the New Brighton Lifeboat Station. She had sacrificed £6,000 of her life savings to buy the vessel

[taavisplushies]

hiii i dont know if u still want plushie pics but here's my boy :3

his name is mossley !! i love him. hes very old ive had him for like . my entire childhood. ywah i dunno sorry !!! ^___^

whoaaa mossley!

he looks so cool with that outfit!

he seems like a very friendly fellow!

i am glad you were able to have him for such a long time!

[drdamiang]

STALEY BRIDGE STALYBRIDGE

STALEY BRIDGE STALYBRIDGE

this is Staley bridge

my father's birthplace

here is a picture

of me in a pram

my sister

in a pram

on a big bridge

crossing the Tame river

this is not

that Staley bridge where

the Saxons crushed the

Vikings

rushing back to

meet my

Norman ancestors at Hastings

and we

know what happened there

****

Yes, here we are

up front Mossley

in that picture, my

Mother

daughter of a war hero

pushing our pram

and there, no doubt,

the great cotton mills

still

doing their job though

not now in

their hey day

postmodernity,

postcoloniality

what landscape altering modes

of production ushered

in in

their wake

and here is Engels incliding

text on this place in his seminal

work on

the working class

in England

and here I am

years later, studying satire living

in his monument house

in Oxford Street Manchester

water

under this bridge, water

connecting

us all

Tipperary, Stalybridge,

Mahikeng South Africa

figures

in a Lowry paintimg

they come

and they go

water

under this bridge then

so much water we

tend to

forget about

water headed

to the port of slavery

same water in the skiffle

psychedelia of those

Sergeant Pepper people

magicians of the airwaves

conjurors of

a whole new

line

in identity

fruit of the clash of

working class proclivities

with

transcendental

mind

clash, I say,

but what a melding, beloved

blending

without which

no way this space, or place,

or room

to talk

gone these guys

or finally fading

gone

those mills of my childhood

Spitfire stories

of how

we stood alone

everything reconfigured,

outright repurposed

voices (and their words)

I fail to recognise, alien

strange

elevated above whilst

so out of frame

somehow talking all

necessities of suppression

commandeering everything

stretching

the distance below

to above

to breaking point

viewed from

the Southern tip of Africa, product

victim of

all that this is metonym of

all this place

this life

of which

I speak

ths

shock

could not be more

extreme

(so dark

these river with

their druid name

we cross

all our lives

each

every day

so quietly all

determining)

[booksofstars]

I’m genuinely curious about barley in your Pokémon trainer wc au please tell me about him

barley grew up in one of the only non-clan "big cities", that being cirencester. this is the home of bloodclan, aka "team blood". barley, along with his siblings, was born to bone and a girlfriend of bone‘s. barley, the oldest, practically raised his siblings, as bone never really cared for his kids. after the incident with violet, which was more of an issue of barley and violet planning to leave team blood than it was…taking care of family?, barley and violet moved to a little town called mossley. violet runs a paper route and owns a pretty little cottage, and barley converted a barn into a pokemon daycare! he takes ravenpaw, only a few years younger than him, in when he runs away from thunder ridge. he teaches him to care for and train pokemon, not just for battle, but for a peaceful life as companions. neither do much fighting, though barley is a skilled trainer as a result of his days in team blood.

barleys team consists of: mightyena, shiftry, krookodile, pangoro, bisharp, and mabosstiff! hes a dark type trainer, like most of team blood is.

[therockymarrow]

Into the Mossley Gardens - General Layout

Hello, this is part 2 of the Into the Mossley Gardens 5e campaign I'm currently drafting up. It will go over sections of the gardens, and subcategorize the areas to then go more in-depth in later posts. Sorry this is such a weird way to format it. I'm kind of just going with how my brain works. When it's all completed I'll try assembling a pdf in a more book-ish layout.

See the main post here, or other sections listed at the bottom of the post.

First, let's start with a basic map of the garden, I'm drawing it in dungeon scrawl to start, but would like to replace it with an in-game, more fleshed out illustration to give my players at the table. I'll add it here if I ever have time to sketch it out. The areas will be numbered with their location on the map:

Here is a breakdown of each section of the Garden's. Feel free to play with the dimensions, and what you think should be there. For example - I don't really think every area needs to be so equally sized as it looks on the map. In hindsight I'd also like to add at least one building into the community garden's zone. I tried to consolidate what each area is, but you can click the name of each zone to further explore it as they become avaible.

Sections: 1. Main Gate - Just barely inside the main entrance to the gardens, this functions as the main walkway through the grounds and holds 2 statues of the properties previous owners - Vinoth and Juniper Mossley. These statues are not Stone Cursed, but feel free to add a spell like Magic Mouth to add spice or clarify lore. Such as the characters finding a code-phrase that will unlock information from the statues. Otherwise this area can act as a base-camp until characters further explore the grounds. They can also meet up with Hyacinth (see: NPCS) here, before he locks them in.

2. Front Garden/Exhibition Zone - To the right of the main path is a garden littered with various flowering plants, trees, and miscellaneous foliage. A simple-enough walking trail, statues look down at visitors from beside the path. Roll 1+1D4 to determine how many of these statues are Stone Cursed* (see: Combat Stats/Monsters). If you're characters are into herbology and want to forage from the plants, have them roll either a Nature or Survival check. 1-5: 1 plant that they think are safe to consume. 6-10: 3 plants that they think are safe. 11-15: 3 plants and they are sure of it's purpose. 16-20: 5 plants and they are sure of it's purpose. I would then use a table (like this or your own) to determine what plants they can identify. Have them roll a 1D4 for how much of each plant they able to collect. If I think of it maybe I'll draft one to put below.

3. Community Cultivation Center (Community Garden) - This are is a gated field, further divided by smaller fences. Each section contains a name plaque, as well as a list of the plants being grown there. Some plaques also contain a serial number pertaining to a filed experiment of the college's lab. Still others contain family's names, simply growing fruits, vegetables or patches of flowers. An off building sits on the far side of the field, large windows and a small greenhouse are attached to the old brick structure. Scarecrows are propped up idly along the gates and within the field, consider making one or two living scarecrows if you'd prefer an action oriented encounter here.

4. Oldtown Cemetery - As the name implies, this is one-of if not the oldest cemetery in the city of Mosswood. Not particularly large, it is full of old headstones, benches and wistful trees. a few small mausoleums are held here, as well as one of considerably larger size towards the back of the property.

5. Hedge Maze - A hedge maze designed simply for the fun of visitors to the gardens. Relatively easy to pass through, the other side holds an arena for students to practice their spell craft as well as give presentations for guests. 1D4 caged Cockatrice (or another creature of your preference) have gotten out of containment since the grounds were closed and now prowl this area.

6. The Mossley Estate - The estate proper. This large building casts a considerable shadow on the property. Built in a gothic style it is decorated in pointed archways, flying buttresses and sharp spires. Large cold looking stones make up it's body. The structure is an stable as it is imposing. Thin windows look out over the property like narrowed eyes gazing down at you. Players can feel a general sense of unease when examining at the building for to long.

7. The Atrium and Greenhouse - The newest structure to be added to the gardens, the atrium and greenhouse encapsulate the interior gardens. Similar to the front gardens this area contains paths stretching through it, with loops around various plants and displays. a pond is held at it's center. More tropical and seasonal plants can be found here than outside on the grounds. However, this is also where more dangerous plants are located. So if your players have wanted to fight a Needle Blight, Awakened Tree, Myconid, or even a Shambling Mound now is your chance. These creatures may have become present in the unsupervised gardens.

*Contains Homebrew elements. How I use them may not accurately reflect how they're intended in DND cannon.

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[pavspatch]

Hyde's place in the history of the penalty

IT'S amazing what sometimes makes its way into your inbox. Recently, and thanks to Mike Smith who is better known as Mossley Smiffy, I was alerted to the fact that the first penalty in the history of football was scored by a former Hyde player.

The man in question was James McLuggage who spent a season with the Victorian Tigers in 1889-90. He played at least 20 matches, scoring a dozen goals.

At the time Hyde FC were a very ambitious club, in fact one with ideas above their station, and it was this attitude that led to the famous FA Cup tie with Preston North End (who were quite a lot bigger).

In common with the Invincibles and other Football League clubs they began to talk of importing talent from Scotland — something that wasn't cheap. But the Athletic News said Hyde had a free purse and there was even talk of signing a player from Glasgow Rangers Reserves on wages of £3 a week (which would equate to about £270 in today's money).

That may even have been McLuggage, who made at least one appearance for the Ibrox first team, but he joined Hyde from Accrington.

Hyde spent lavishly in other ways too. They paid clubs like Belfast Athletic to come and play them. J Fairbrother and Son (Grange Road North was then called Fairbrother Street) started erecting a grandstand. They joined the Lancashire League and even sold photographs of the players.

Of course they couldn't afford it, and by the mid-1890s the original Hyde FC had folded. A new club was established by Charlie Barber, landlord of the Gardeners, Lumn Road.

But back to the famous Jim McLuggage. Here's how his historic penalty exploits are recorded on scottishsporthistory.com:

"One of the cornerstones of football was born in 1891, out of frustration at cynical fouls which prevented a goal. The penalty kick was launched at a meeting of the International FA Board, held in the Alexandra Hotel, Glasgow, on June 2, 1891.

"It was one of the most momentous changes to the laws of the game, and while it was intended for the following season it did not take long to make an impact. The first award of a penalty took place just four days later, on June 6, 1891, at Mavisbank Park, Airdrie.

"Larkhall side Royal Albert defeated Airdrieonians 2-0 to lift the Airdrie Charity Cup and one of their players made history. Around 2,000 fans witnessed 'what is in all likelihood the first case of a referee granting a foul under the new law for tripping, holding, or handling the ball within 12 yards of goal'.

"Few people, least of all the players, knew what to expect: 'That the new law was a puzzle to the players was evident, all appeared to think they could stand in front of the ball as of old, but imagine the astonishment of both players and spectators when Connor alone was left between the sticks, while his ten companions had to go six yards behind the ball along with the Royalists.

" 'In simple, the new law means that but two men settle such infringement, the kicker and opposing goalkeeper, and a goal is a moral certainty with half-good management'.   "The main protagonists in this little scene can all be identified. The referee was James Robertson of 5th King's Royal Volunteers, who lived in Partick and represented the Southern Counties on the Scottish FA committee. The goalkeeper was the veteran James Connor, who had a Scotland cap to his name.

"And most importantly, the scorer was James McLuggage.

"Born in Ireland around 1865, James and his family moved to Scotland when he was a small boy and at some stage dropped a letter from their original name of McCluggage. He started his football career with Cowlairs, and was good enough to be selected for Glasgow against Sheffield in 1886.

"When he moved to Larkhall he turned out for Royal Albert and the Motherwell Times in 1888 described how a howl of joy and triumph arose from the Larkhall supporters’ when he took the field.

"McLuggage also recorded occasional appearances for Third Lanark and Rangers before turning professional with Accrington in 1889. However, although he played in eight Football League matches, it was not a success.

"By the end of the year he had joined Hyde and he was back in Scotland with Royal Albert in 1891, where he remained for at least four years.

"His sole claim to football fame is that momentous penalty. He died in Larkhall on November 18, 1949."

[council-tax]

[refigiowen]

Untitled Project (Scrapped) Scene 2: Graveside Plains

The Vessel had been constantly walking for days now, its tomb far behind it, out of sight and mind. For days as well have graves covered the plains, far and wide, nothing but gravestones. In the far distance walls can be seen, walls which reach far into the sky, a giant open gate.

Upon reaching the gate The Vessel spots an old man inside a small, makeshift tent, some wares laid out before him.

The old man chuckles and looks up at him, his hat covering most of his face.

"My, oh my, its been ages since a new face came 'round here. Well, i suppose i can welcome you to Mossley, the capital city of these lands. It's seen better days, but well, it is what it is."

The man holds out a hand for a handshake but is left hanging by The Vessel. He sighs in defeat and retracts it.

"Not the talkin' type, ay? I respect that, ain't nothin' much to talk about these days anyway.. Well, i take it you ain't from 'round here, judgin' from your looks'n'all."

The man is met with silence again. He scratches his beard and points towards the graves outside the gate.

"You musta asked yourself why there's so many of those graves, ay? Well, thats where all the sinners lie. All those who died during the Inquisition, a bloody slaughter let me tell you that much!

The Pontiff, some old guy who sorta runs the place, hired a buncha men to burn down the settlements of those who betrayed their gods. Far north's Bolney, the Tower Settlement. South's Calmarnock and to the west there's Ruby's Fall."

The Vessel simply gazes into the man's eyes who lets out another laugh.

"I can't tell ya more than that, my friend. I sit here all day and take of these graves and sell a thing or two at best."

He takes off his hat, his long grey hair is tied into a ponytail, and holds it before him in a greeting manner.

"Im Dane, humbliest of merchants and gravetender. And you're one of those Prehevil, ain't ya? I can tell by that hue in those eyes of yours. I've seen like.. two of you before, they weren't so... quiet though.

He puts his hat back onto his head.

"Well, you needn't tell me what you're up to anyway. This world's gone to shite anyway, just look at this city. Hah! Ruins fit this place more. I for my part care little about what happens, i've had my fun already."

He leans back against the pillar of the gate, crossing his arms behind his head.

"Im guessin' you've got the Pontiff on your list? I saw your eyebrow move a little when i mentioned him. Well, he's not shown himself for years and probably won't anytime soon...Unless some kinda crazy thing happens maybe? I dunno."

Dane smirks.

"I know, i know, this old man ain't much of a help. But then again, what's a good hunt without mystery? Hahaha.. well then, Youngling.. i suppose you're gonna head inside now, ay? Do be careful though, there's still plenty of people in there.. and they're as insane as their beloved Pontiff.. Weidmannsheil, Youngling!"

Dane laughs once again and The Vessel carries on inside the capital... but not before tossing Dane a few coins.

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From special birthday flowers to romantic anniversary blooms and thoughtful get well flowers, Creative Florist offers the perfect floral gift for any occasion.

Subscriptions

Whether you want to surprise someone with a one-off bunch or have a bouquet delivered on a regular basis, Eflorist’s flower subscriptions are the perfect gift. Choose from a selection of arrangements, including the fragrant Orient, which features white oriental lilies and roses, complemented with gypsophilia and alstroemeria. The flowers are delivered in bud, and with just a splash of water and the included flower food, they’ll open to reveal their full beauty.

These flower delivery services are perfect for celebrating every occasion, from

Valentine’s Day and Mother’s Day to birthdays and anniversaries. And with sameday and next-day delivery options, you can keep your lucky recipient’s home or workplace flower-filled all year round! You can also order a weekly fresh flower subscription, starting at £35. This is an excellent alternative to sending a bouquet of flowers on a regular basis.

Funeral flowers

When someone close to you dies, it can be challenging to know how best to show your condolences. A beautiful floral arrangement is an impactful way to let them know that you care. However, finding the right floral shop can be overwhelming. A florist can help you choose the right flowers and guide you on funeral flower etiquette.

Flowers are a popular choice for funerals because they symbolize love and respect for the deceased. They also add beauty and warmth to the service, which is important in a time of mourning. Some popular choices for funeral flowers include roses, lilies, carnations, and gladioli. These flowers are available in a variety of colors and arrangements to suit any taste or sentiment. They can be delivered to the home of the deceased, the funeral service, or to the graveside ceremony.

Gifts

If you want to send a gift to someone special in Liverpool, you can choose from a variety of beautiful flowers and plants. The city also has a number of unique and antique shops that feature pottery and other home dcor items.

Booker wedding flowers is located on Booker Avenue in Allerton and provides sameday flower delivery in Liverpool and Wirral, as well as nationwide deliveries through Interflora. Its floral designs have been praised by customers and the shop is an accredited member of the Good Florist Guide.

Their bouquets are made from fresh, locally grown flowers and are a great choice for birthdays, Valentine's Day, or Mother's Day. You can also find a range of other gifts, including balloons, teddies, chocolates, champagne, and much more.