The taste of Blackpool is not what I would call refreshing..they have the cheek to call it the Las Vegas of Northern England, I can say it's anything but Vegas!
We went simply because it was cousin Hayley's 21st birthday and to be honest we had never experienced Blackpool in all the times we had been there..fond memories of when we were kiddies though, our parents strolling us along the promenade taking in sights such as the illuminations, the smell of fish and chips, candy floss, blackpool rock and the rollercoasters on the funfair..that what all we went for as kiddies and you didn't really pay that much attention to the drunken, foulmouthed layabouts that flocked there..infact I don't recall seeing many.
Much to my dismay since growing up this place has become, quite simply, the WORST town in Northern England!
The people, the litter, the noise, the language, the behaviour! What can I say but APPALLING!! The hotel, the worst again I have ever stayed in, for those heading to Blackpool anytime soon, beware of the Hotel Angelee on Coop St!!!!
But for the record...Happy Birthday Hayley!
Arghhhh matey....