Tuesday, 1 May 2012
Besides The Seaside ...
Can I tempt anyone with a cup of tea?
Blackpool
What's Included?
● Coach travel throughout
● Reserved seating throughout your break
● All bedrooms with en-suite facilities
● One night dinner , bed and breakfast at our "select" hotel
● Inclusive admission to Bird of a Feather Stage Show at the Grand Theatre, Blackpool
● Inclusive visit to enjoy the attractions of Liverpool
Select
se·lect adj \sə-ˈlekt\
adjective
(of a group of people or things) carefully chosen from a larger number as being the best or most valuable:
(of a place or group of people) only used by or consisting of a wealthy or sophisticated elite; exclusive: the play was seen by a small and highly select audience.
"Select" who too! Edna, the Inebriate Woman? "Cheap and not so cheerful" would have been a better and more accurate description for the place. However, I couldn't find fault with it's cleanliness nor the staff, who were extremely efficient and very pleasant. It's such a shame that the place hasn't been decorated since Cliff Richard was number 1 in the charts with "Congratulations".
The Anne Frank Suite
Slumming it for one night only! My bed was the one against the wall, see where the duvet is all crumpled, that's where I collapsed in a fit of hysterical laughter. The bathroom was about 5 foot square with an avocado coloured sink, shower unit and a toilet, no bidet! If you wanted a bidet you'd have to do a handstand in the shower!
The Lancashire seaside resort had these strange black Triffids or body snatcher style pods growing along it's seafront.
Go back a few streets from the promenade and you get to see the real Cackpool, it's not for the faint hearted! My only regret is that I didn't take my camera out with me in the evening. I saw a woman from a hen party bacchanal, wearing a wedding dress, squat down and urinated in the street! We never saw Kate Middleton do that at her hen do. Did we?
An arty little boutique.
Taken from the internet.
Gastronomic pleasures is reason enough to visit Blackpool. I had the baked potato with beans and cheese it was delivered to our table with a cheery "There you go, Duck" the Blackpool equivalent to "Bon Appetite. I didn't fancy dinner at the hotel because it meant sharing a table with strangers. We went for an Indian instead.
The two and half hours we had visiting Liverpool isn't worth mentioning.
This is the moment when Tracy whips off Dorian's wig!
"A warm welcome back to the highly successful Birds of a Feather, one of BBC TV’s most popular and friendly sitcoms, as we catch up with Sharon, Tracy and Dorian as they reunite for this fantastic new theatre show in Blackpool. With time to discover the many attractions of Blackpool and quality hotel accommodation, a wonderful two day break is assured."
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Hello Mitzi:
ReplyDeleteWe should love to be able to say that we have absolutely no idea where Blackpool [or Cackpool as you so fittingly describe it] is. However, we cannot. For, a million years ago [or so it seems] we were there. This was one of the most frightening experiences of our lives and the things that were made from rock made us blush!!!!
I'm still trying to get to grips that one of you is a N...N...Northerner! I've walked the streets of New York in the early hours of the morning and felt perfectly safe yet walking the streets of Cackpool during the daytime is a very frightening experience. I was called a "Wanker" by a homeless beggar simply because I didn't have any spare change to give him!
DeleteToo bad you couldn't fit that girl into the entire frame. I guess you don't have a wide format camera with a fish eye lens.
ReplyDeleteAnd a target tattoo to boot!
It gives "Crack Whore" a whole new meaning.
I didn't take the picture, it's from the internet, but it gives a general idea of what the locals are like.
DeleteAt least the poor love got herself a nice tan... At least on the bits that she couldn't stuff into her shorts...
ReplyDeleteI was only thinking about Sharon Tracey and Dorian the other day!
I'd often wondered what had happened to them...
It's like they've never been away Princess. Dorian is just as slutty as ever.
ReplyDeleteIs the TV chained to the wall? That's how you can tell the really classy places!
ReplyDeleteNo that's the aerial and power cable. We only put it on for half an hour to drown out the sounds of passion coming from the room next door and they weren't a young couple either!
DeleteFecking excellent. Pure Blackpool class. I have to say I love the place, backstreets an' all. On one of pour last visits for a 'family' holiday our hotel was a few doors down from a lap dancing club which refused to let my mum and I in, and my son threw up in my lap on the big wheel on the pier. On another visit, I watched with British pride in Greggs whilst the Lancastrian lass behind the counter had a massive row with a customer from Yorkshire. War of the Pasties it was. Treasure memories.x
ReplyDeleteThere's been a huge major change to Blackpool that I'm not happy with at all! Price Busters is no more! I used to love it in there, the Irish music playing from the CD stall usually Rose Marie singing Galway Bay, mooching round the rock stalls looking for tits on a plate. RIP Price Busters you'll be sadly missed *sniff sniff*
DeleteI did a Google Street View tour of Blackpool.
ReplyDeleteThrough that and through your travelogue, I feel I've been there and need never spend money on a plane ticket.
You could have re-enacted this scene from Coronation Street, when evil Alan Bradley follows Rita to Blackpool and is knocked down and killed by a passing tram.
DeleteHot off the press! Blackpool in the news!
ReplyDeleteThank you for the link LX. It's good to see it's living up to it's name. Why would anyone want to go swimming in the Irish Sea is beyond me. With all that donkey and seagull shit on the beach it should be re-named Cesspool.
DeleteI'm watching season one of Benidorm.
ReplyDeleteYAY!
Of course, I'm thinking of YOU as I watch it.
Thank you darling. I hope you're not thinking of me because of Madge!
DeleteNot at all!
DeleteBut now I know how I want to spend my golden years...
Zooming around a beach resort on a mobility scooter, drinking copious amounts of alcohol!
That's how I'll spend my golden years too. Benidorm is the place to do it, you can't move for old people on mobility scooters.
DeleteWell, I could have sworn you'd gone to Paris. That is the eiffel tower, non?
ReplyDeleteThe Eiffel Tower is twice the size, vraiment.
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