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We also have 2 cathedrals joined by a street called ” Hope ” From one cathedral to the other.
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I would be giving new sockland yard a call! bet they have plenty of qqqqqquestions they need to be asking?
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I arrived in Blackpool two weeks ago hoping to find a nice hotel for one night as i had an early appointment at Spire Fylde Coast Hospital. I wish i had booked before arriving in Bpool i didnt know they had an airshow on! judging by the crowds i know we would have problems finding somewhere for the night. Traipsing the streets of blackpool it felt like Mary and joseph looking for somewhere to stay. After what seemed like miles and miles of no vacancie signs we came across a vancancy sign for the Parisienne hotel ,we ran up the worn out steps with plant pots full of cigarette stumps and enquired at the reception desk for a twin room, the young lad didnt even look up from his phone and said yeah £35 for the night then told me if id have booked online it would have been £25! i should have left then while i had the chance.
After squeezing into a tiny lift that held 2 people we walked the rest of the way to our room, the floors were wonky you could feel the holes under your feet! im sure the carpets were holding the floors up. On entering our room and i hate saying that phrase ” gob smacked” maybe jaw dropped sounds better. I surveyed the room in shock, i sat on the only chair when i felt water dripping on my head! i looked up to see the whole ceiling was soaked along with carpets. I know Blackpool has plenty of culture but most of it was growing in this room!! I was going down to reception to complain when i heard what i thought was the tide coming in as we had a sea view when a huge crash came from the bathroom and a scream! i opened to door to find the person above had crashed through our ceiling and landed in the shower tray! I ran down the stairs to inform the uninterested man on the desk what had happened , he told me get your bags and come back to me i will find you somewhere to stay. On going back into the room i heard more rubble falling -the ceiling in the bedroom had falled in while we were downstairs. 9pm we finally checked into their sister hotel called Tiffanys which was slighty better in being safer! My head hit the pillow as i had to be at the hospital 6.30am the next morning when my rest was disturbed by fooking bingo! when that finished we had the in house compare playing old disco tunes! didnt get much sleep that night! I will be back in Bpool the end of next month for another appointment ive hopefully booked a nice hotel!. It really does pay to read reviews on trip advisor, ive added mine so no one else goes through what we did. We laugh about it now hahaha
My fav scene with Margi Clake and Tina Malone is taken from the movie ” Blonde fist ” If you ever happen to be in Liverpool any Monday night at Ma Egertons pub the back of Lime street outside the back stage doors of the Empire theatre Ma Egertons have a fun quiz night, the quiz master is Tina Malone and Margi Clarke .
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The area of Everton in Liverpool had two toffee houses. The earlier one was owned by old ma Bushell the original toffee women, her shop was situated where the old everton grounds used to stand in Anfield. Ma Bushell would sell her toffee to passing football fans from far and wide doing a roaring trade.
Then we had mother Nobletts toffee shop which was nearer to the new grounds of Goodison and her being the mother of innovention made her toffee and covered it in a hard mint shell and called it ” the everton mint ” old ma bushells sales slumped due the the long distance that seperated her shop from the new grounds. Not to be outdone by Mother Nobletts everton toffees Ma Bushell gained permission from the leaders of the club to allow her to hand out her toffees inside the grounds as they waited for kick off. Ma Bushell would send her beautiful young grand daughter Jemima Bushell dressed in her best clothes carrying a basket full of toffees. And so was born the tradition of the Everton toffee lady. Nowadays for each home match, a different girl is selected from the ranks of Evertons supporters club to perform this time honoured task. Story as told to me by Liverpool historian Frank Carlyle. Top 2 pics are Ma Bushells toffee shop. The second two are Mother Nobletts. One of her old shops still stands today On London Road Liverpool. During some recent restoration work workmen came across the old painted on advert for her toffee shop it was decided to leave it exposed for all see.
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Moosey chuck how are ya gurl x
He’s an arl arse in his dunlop trabs! he’s abar as jarg as his fake smart arseness. Id swerve him with that barnet and grid :) Arrr ay moo dontcha feel sorry for the meff? Eeeee i woodunt be seen dead with the blert. The tosser givin it down der banks like a proper divi. Looks like he cud do wirra gud pan of scouse down his neck, he’s duin me ed in gurl. Cum- ed mooo lets go for a bevy we cud ed down the Grafton( on west derby road) i know me liverpool i dont need google :) and get bladdered! ope its not chocka with baldy old fookers wearin jeans two sizes too small and reekin of chicken in the basket. Good thing the grafton is close to an ozzie :) ya neva know when men who eat sausage need one surgically removed from their assole. Id be devoed if i missed dat :)
. And once again its off with its vulgar mouth spewing out the vomit from its mind!! Are you not happy in your sad little life that you come here looking for cheap laughs? It takes zero courage to insult people online. Surely cyber bullies must imagine that we picture them as towering monsters and that we are cowering before their online persona, but that is not our image of them at all. When we run across these morons online most of us dont picture intelligence, power or wit, but sad little people waving a rubber sword. You should come out from behind that mask- but i’m thinking your nothing but a shithouse bullying rat to be pitied. Stop attention seeking! creating posts to bully people. I wont bother reading the shyte you may type back.
One of my old pals passed away this morning Eddie Amoo who was a great family friend . Only two of the boys left now. Their songs can still fill a dance floor.
Lets liven thing up and lets do the merengue and cha cha!!
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