Tuesday, July 29, 2008

Blackpool

The whisky in this box is long gone.

Amazingly - I found it in Avignon in southern France and brought it back for mum.
She did her courting in Blackpool in the days when it was glamorous.


So I'm not snobbish about Blackpool.
I spent a day there on the Friday before I went to Spain.

This time I couldn't sit on the beach with my bucket and spade. Damn those tides.

OK the entertainment on offer did make me feel a bit snobby.

I've always loved the North pier.


But some people can't wait to get off it.


I have boxes of photos of Kaz and Kaz's ancestors smiling for the camera on these benches. Glad to see they're getting a new coat of paint.



Here's the famous Winter Gardens

It's the scene of many a Labour and Tory party conference as well as this.

Not much difference perhaps?
KAZ

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22 Comments:

Blogger Gordie said...

My mum lives in Blackpool :-)

8:32 am  
Blogger garfer said...

Isn't Blackpool where people go to be sick on the pavement?

I wouldn't mind seeing the Krankies.

Fandabydozy.

9:08 am  
Blogger Dave said...

I attended a (non-political) conference at Blackpool once. In the Winter Gardens.

That's all.

9:27 am  
Blogger KAZ said...

Gordie:
I'll call in for a cuppa next time I visit.

Garfer:
No - that's Stockport - they're all sick of life.

Seeing the Krankies? Just click to enlarge the pic and find out when they're coming to your town.

Enjoy.

Dave:
Did you see Reginald Dixon's organ?

10:55 am  
Blogger Gordie said...

Mum will appreciate the Reg Dixon joke.

11:46 am  
Blogger MJ said...

Essence of Ireland?

It smells of Guinness farts, doesn't it?

12:00 pm  
Blogger Flaming Nora said...

The last time I went to Blackpool the B&B we stayed in was so grotty - NAME AND SHAME TIME - IT WAS CALLED "THE ROYAL GLEN" - that I got electrocuted from the basin in my room. Electric wires + water = no return visit for me to Blackpool. I haven't been back since and my hair still stands on end.

12:45 pm  
Blogger Geoff said...

The only variety show I ever saw at a seaside resort was Tommy Cooper. I didn't get the humour (still don't).

There was a woman singer on the bill who I thought smiled at me. I blushed though she probably didn't see me at all.

1:27 pm  
Blogger Murph said...

Drew used to go to Blackpool to visit a customer who insisted on pissy nights in a snooker hall before returning the lightweight Drew to those identical ranks of North Shore hotels.
One morning he felt so groggy he went for a walk along the front before returning to the hotel for a full fry up. On completion he was asked for his room number and it transpired he was in the hotel next door.

1:36 pm  
Blogger KAZ said...

Gordie:
I would love to live by the sea. Blackpool isn't bad for shopping and it has a nice park.

But the Yates's Wine Lodge isn't what it was.

mj:
Probably - but it can't be as bad as the aroma of candy floss mixed with chips 'n gravy.

Nora:
I Googled this place and it said "The Royal Glenn Hotel has undergone refurbishment, to provide a great hotel for hens, stags and reunions"

So I think you made the right decision.

Geoff:
Never mind Geoff - the Bergmann series on Channel 4 will cheer you up.

Murph:
Great story - did he spend the rest of the day doing the washing up?

If it was the Royal Glenn (see above) they should be used to such things.

5:22 pm  
Blogger garfer said...

The Royal Glen has a late bar and karaoke.

I can't wait.

6:50 pm  
Blogger Mopsa said...

I've never been - should I go before the pier burns down?

8:32 pm  
Blogger KAZ said...

Garfer:
Seeya there on Sat night - I'll give mj a ring - and maybe Piggy.

Mopsa:
Ha!
Probably not - it was at its best in the 1930s - I think.

9:05 pm  
Blogger Flaming Nora said...

Avoid the Royal Glen like the plague. Or if you want the plague, go.

12:49 pm  
Blogger KAZ said...

Nora:
Hmmmm - Black boils, vomiting blood, excruciating pain and death within hours.

OK - I think I'll forget the late bar and karaoke.

4:42 pm  
Blogger Betty said...

I like Murph's story.

Whenever I've been to Blackpool it has rained heavily. The first time I went on a day trip as a child, and felt a bit embarrassed about being with my parents because someone had written "FUCK OFF, LEEDS UNITED" in really huge letters on the sand.

7:25 pm  
Blogger KAZ said...

Betty:
When I first read this I thought your parents must have been Leeds United fans.
I once said FUCK in the presence of my mum - I was 45 at the time.

I never did it again.

9:58 pm  
Blogger tony said...

Blackpool is Ace! The Only British Resort With Balls!
It's Heaven for a dirty-weekend.Hell for a Family Fortnight!

1:09 am  
Blogger KAZ said...

Looks like you'd get a dirty weekend at the Royal Glen (above).

If it rains on a family fortnight it'll cost you thousands.

8:55 am  
Blogger The Poet Laura-eate said...

How can you possibly desert all this for Spain, Kaz???

Lovely piccies!

3:22 pm  
Blogger KAZ said...

Ha Ha - there's no accounting for taste Laura.

9:34 pm  
Blogger Gordie said...

Who is the poet that Laura ate?

11:18 pm  

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