beside the seaside

A nostalgic trip to grotty Blackpool with the children. It's ever so slightly less grotty than last time I visited but not much. My grandparents used to go dancing in the tower ballroom years ago when it was a glamorous destination. They'd take a coach from Leyland, dance until midnight, eat bacon sandwiches for supper in the ballroom and then be back in Leyland in the early hours. Considering those were post-war years, it all sounds very decadent! I do hope Blackpool enjoys a renaissance at some point.

It was nice to be there and think of Jim and Marj.