No. Does anyone actually ever choose to go to Blackpool?
My dad died beside Blackpool.
We used to drive him along the Golden Mile in his last days.
I hope he’s forgiven us, we meant it for the best.
I loved Blackpool’s Pleasure Beach when I was a kid. The fair rides were, to quote msiter q, awesome.
And the dance I had with me man in the Tower Ballroom was as magical as any 5 year old such was I then as could possibly find.
Charlie Cairoli made me laugh hysterically at that time, too.
Nye Bevan, founder of our NHS, once described it as a dirty town. Full of girls with kiss-me-quick hats and no good boyos looking for no good, boyo. Bevan was a puritanical hypocrite, mind you, but I do remember the beaches being jam-packed and dirty with sewage.
It’s gone down since – and I mean a long way down.
People now go to Blackpool to see cosy (long gone from jc shores, maybe to return one day and wreak his vengeance on me) and/or to die.
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