24 August 2012, 13:40
Having just read my previous blog online as I can't always remember what I have told you, haven't told you and like a drunk relative at a family party I don't want to repeat myself "aye uncle Brian I'm still at School" This went on for six years! Anyway I had just come back from the Edinburgh Festival a couple of weeks ago and here I am finding myself just coming back from somewhere else - this time it’s not Edinburgh, it's Blackpool.
The popular seaside town is known as The Vegas of The North because of its "strip" (and by that I mean promenade - get your minds out the gutter!) It should be referred to as "The Marmite" of the North because like the sticky/breakfast/yeast extract you either love it or you hate it. I am the former, I absolutely love the place, I love everything about it, the seaside, the Bed & Breakfasts, the cabaret, the lights, the Pleasure Beach. I love it all!!
I had decided to meet a friend of mine there, he was going to travel to Scotland from London but I decided we should meet in the middle so a trip to Blackpool was planned. I also decided that I would get the train and because I had booked in advance it worked out cheaper than petrol, plus I thought I could have a glass of wine on the train to get the party started early. I must admit though that at 10.30 on Sunday morning a glass of red was the last thing on my mind. I normally drive everywhere and especially up and down the country so a wee train trip was a novelty and I was really looking forward to it. I had even bought a brand new book to read, I was like a big kid!
I got to Blackpool on Sunday afternoon, had a lovely roast lunch, then went out to a few pubs, bars and clubs, I had intended to take it easy on the Sunday night as I had planned a trip to Blackpool Pleasure Beach on the Monday and it might be ok for me to be spun around, shoved left and right, turned upside down on the roller coasters and rides on offer but it’s not a good idea for the other people having a fun day out to see the Sunday Roast coming back up on a Monday morning. I say I intended to take it easy however I didn't know what to drink so instead of picking one thing and sticking to it - I decided to work my way along the optics! So imagine the scene when I woke up feeling very rough the next morning, in saying that though it was nothing that the cooked full breakfast and 3 strong coffees couldn’t fix and it did, so with a nice long walk down the promenade to clear my head I ventured to the thrills and spills of Blackpool Pleasure Beach.
I had so much fun, we were there for more than eight hours and must have walked a few miles, the park is fantastic. We decided to have a break in the middle of the afternoon and watched the Hot Ice Show, not if you are a fan of Dancing On Ice on STV you would love this show, it is so good watching a cast of nearly 30 international ice skaters take to the frozen lake in front of your eyes. They might be skating on ice but believe me they work so hard that each droplet of sweat instantly makes that ice under their feet a little bit thicker. I must admit though there were times when I had to watch through the fingers that were covering my eyes as some f the moves they performed were SO dangerous!
We decided to do the water ride at the end of the day which was a bit silly really as people were coming off it looking as if they had just stepped under a shower fully clothed. I had to get myself a see through poncho as there was no way I was sitting drenched on the prom with my fish and chips! I was wrapped up like a turkey with this plastic mac, I was totally covered and unfortunately for the other people in the boat (but fortunately for me) I was the only person who was completely dry! I sat on the beach which I must say has really been cleaned up since the last time I went, the council have spent an absolute fortune on it and it looks great, I had my fish and chips, oh and a roll which the wee lassie in the chip shop said in her Northern Lancashire accent "D'ya mean you want a baaarm caaaake loooove?" No I mean I want a Roooooooll! Whatever they call it it was delicious.
I wonder where I will be blogging from next?
Last updated: 24 August 2012, 13:44