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@sceptical guy wrote:
we used to go to Blackpool when I was a kid..packed with gangs of women with ‘kiss me quick’ written on their cowboy hats, walking in long lines arm-in-arm; also lots of teddy boys with D-A hairstyles and leering grins hoping to get a kiss (and more) in quick..strip clubs with lurid photos to draw in the older men…beaches blackened with sewage and chock-a-block with ageing large bodies sunning themselves, but also donkeys weighed down with kids and led by Ringo Starr lookalikes…
I loved the tram to the big funfair at the end, which was a cornucopia of treats (the ghost ride was pretty scary). The walk back along the Golden Mile was a bit tiring, but the Tower was something else. I had my first dance there (with me mam, then in her mid-20s – it was 1956, but nobody else would dance with a specky foureyes) and it was magic.
The chips were dear, said my cheapskate dad, and a lot of other dads, too, complaining about their meagre wages, earned over a year, being frittered away on meals and fairgrounds. These were the days when Blackpool was the main, the only holiday of the year (though when we got richer we went to Morecambe as well).
This was before my Val Doonican phase
Lovely reminiscence’s scep… thanks for sharing…
@eve wrote:
Can I ask how he manages to make the posts so long? I get cut off at the knees ( so to speak!) after about half the length of the first post.
I would guess they’re typed in word or similar first then copied and pasted here.
brings back fond memories of when l worked for the co-op when they still had ‘divi’, the annual works outing was to blackpool always the first wednesday in june cos thats when the derby horse race use to be run , had the wednesday off and had to work saturday morning to make up the time . how times change and not always for the better
@chameleon wrote:
@tinks wrote:
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brilliant!………..and gutted im not in it :lol:
Me too! I was half promised a part too. 8)
i’ve been wondering……..nearly all of your posts you use 8) you’re not by any chance half of Peters and Lee are you?
@mrs_teapot wrote:
@sceptical guy wrote:
we used to go to Blackpool when I was a kid..packed with gangs of women with ‘kiss me quick’ written on their cowboy hats, walking in long lines arm-in-arm; also lots of teddy boys with D-A hairstyles and leering grins hoping to get a kiss (and more) in quick..strip clubs with lurid photos to draw in the older men…beaches blackened with sewage and chock-a-block with ageing large bodies sunning themselves, but also donkeys weighed down with kids and led by Ringo Starr lookalikes…
I loved the tram to the big funfair at the end, which was a cornucopia of treats (the ghost ride was pretty scary). The walk back along the Golden Mile was a bit tiring, but the Tower was something else. I had my first dance there (with me mam, then in her mid-20s – it was 1956, but nobody else would dance with a specky foureyes) and it was magic.
The chips were dear, said my cheapskate dad, and a lot of other dads, too, complaining about their meagre wages, earned over a year, being frittered away on meals and fairgrounds. These were the days when Blackpool was the main, the only holiday of the year (though when we got richer we went to Morecambe as well).
This was before my Val Doonican phase
Lovely reminiscence’s scep… thanks for sharing…
aww..someone noticed…thanks, mrs T, I was remembering as I wrote it down
Good on the lovely Maxie-f too, for sharing her memories of a ‘dirty town’ – as the Welsh Miners MP, Nye Bevan, called it on his first visit..not at all like the valleys in which our Claire grew
Been thinking about these stories…if I were really embarrassed or angry about my portrayal in them, I wouldn’t be able to get back at coatsie, really, because coatsie gives no information about him/herself at all. Not one iota. Easy to lampoon people when you’re protected. This may rankle when coatsie uses his/her skills to take it out on poor people like Joker (a real gent, I was so charmed by his jovial threats to me in the room yesterday). Coatsie wants to preserve anonymity – fair enough, and to be respected (I’m sure coatsie has that basic respect for dignity shown by all in JC).
I miss camel blue’s stories. Have a soft spot for camel blue. There seemed to be a genuine affection for people underlying it all, though this takes away the bite which amuses us all so easily.
At times hilarious, at times humdrum, sometimes a little hate-filled. It doesn’t rise above a well-written samizdat school lampoon (the young Waugh of Decline and Fall was a genius at this), and probably has no pretensions to do anything more. Keep em rolling. If they ever reach the level of genuine satire – Swift and the older Waugh at his best (Brideshead) succeeded brilliantly at these – then I amy get disturbed lol
yikes, just in case coatsie turns the guns on me, I’ve started to feed info about myself into the chatroom, some of which is true and some of which isn’t..a challenge to coatsie? No, coatsie, don’t take it as a challenge (!) just an exercise for myself.
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For a writer to be even mentioned in the same span as Waugh and Swift is praise indeed!
Well done Coathanger! 8) 8) 8) 8) 8) 8) 8)
@wordsworth60 wrote:
For a writer to be even mentioned in the same span as Waugh and Swift is praise indeed!
Well done Coathanger! 8) 8) 8) 8) 8) 8) 8)
haha
read it again, wordsy.
I’m not agin coatsy. Just poking a stick in his/her direction (to be ignored?)
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