I haven’t been to Blackpool for years and to be honest I hadn’t really had a hankering to go, but it was a lovely day and we fancied the seaside.
Being able to get there on the train for free as a perk of Hubbie’s new job was another deciding factor.
It lives up to it’s reputation as a tacky seaside town, full of groups of drunk lads and hen parties.
We had a lovely walk on the beach and down the North Pier, played on some of the 2p waterfall games in the amusement arcade, saw the tower and had a pasty for lunch.
Mostly I took pictures of some of the (very) faded grandeur.
Niblet just wanted a picture of the giant parrot on one of the amusement centres, too!