Drove through it once on the way back from the Lake District while heading to North Wales as I thought I can’t go past and not see what it’s about, regret that.

Fucking terrible place.

    Unbroken1
    Think the only thing you missed was that smoking is apparently still obligatory

      erik Much like I once did cycling through Magaluf on my way from Port D’Andratx. Grim. Utterly grim. Smelled of Wayne Lineker.

      • erik replied to this.

          I went to Blackpool a couple of times as a kid, the amusement arcades were a really big deal back then. All the deluxe sit down versions, and just loads of games.
          Last time I went was for the stone roses gig in 1989, had a fantastic time.
          I see no reason to tarnish those memories by visiting the horror show it clearly is.

          Along_the_Wire …the view from my room at the Hilton, Gateshead

          …the view from my room at the Kensington, Blackpool

            Fuck me you want to be glad you didn’t drive another 30 mins down the coast to Rhyll. Drug-fucked scouser overflow that needs leveling at night while they all sleep. Seriously makes Blackpool look livable.
            Blackpool in the 70s was spotlessly clean and a great place to go for days out as kids. Then the impending invasion of drunken Scottish football shirt wearing wankers took over having their 2 week get pissed family holidays there and it slowly just crumbled into a dire shithole.

            Weston Super Mare is of a similar vein but full of brummies

            What I can’t understand is they were never nice seaside areas especially Weston due to the Bristol channel which due to the tide means the water is constantly brown, not particularly pleasing on the eye or for bathing

            • Dan replied to this.

              Blackpool was honestly quite pleasant in the 70s. The grandparents used to take us there. Donkey rides up the beach which was clean, tram rides, the lights, fish and chips, the pier, the tower, the fun fair, the arcades, the zoo, the Dr who museum, jumpers for goal posts etc etc
              I went early 90s to pick a car up and it was a filthy smelly shithole in a state of disrepair.

              I don’t know if it still true but back in the 90s I worked with a guy who grew up there and everyone does their damnedest to get out. So much so at the time it had the largest application for the armed forces out of any town in England.

              I went to the top when I was little and it was fucking terrifying. Thing was swaying in the wind and proper lack of safety back then. I just remember looking over the edge and my brother doing one of those pushing and then grabbing you malarkey and nearly shat myself. Never really liked heights since.