Yesterday we went for a fun-filled day to a very quiet and out of season Blackpool. The illuminations have finished and the holiday makers have long since departed. It was very strange and decidedly eerie walking along a pier filled with stalled fairground rides and unmanned candyfloss stalls... just waiting for next June and for the season to begin once more.There were some terrifying sights to behold....
But at least they sell fags...
And the Bingo is only 10p...
We played the 2p machines. Big money high rollers that we are....
And marvelled at the 'Edwardian' architecture....
But this is unforgiveable....
DOWN WITH BAD GRAMMAR!
Ooh I love being a pedantic old cow.
PS: I may not be an American but I stayed up all night on Tuesday to watch the returns. All I have to say on the matter is this....
...Thank God for that.
