Although i have spent a significant part of this weekend on the computer either facebooking or setting up this new blog, I have managed to drag myself away from it for part of the weekend.
After several weeks of camping, festivals and ther such things, Simon and I went out for our first blackpool night out in over a month. It started badly as we got fed up with every bar playing awful tacky party music and being full of drunken scroats. The lowpoint was being squashed between a group of smelly tourists while as they played a “Naughties” version of Chirpy Chirpy Cheep Cheep, complete with swearing in the chorus and a rap for the verses. Thankfully the night improved and this morning I had the hangover to prove it.
After dropping Simon off for work, I knew that I had to get back to crack on with a pile of housework, so I ran away. After a short random drive I found myself in Lytham St. Annes. I’d never really bean before. It’s quite a posh place with a sophisticated high street, full of coffee shops and shops selling high quality trinkets. In other words the exact opposite of Blackpool. So I relaxed in one of the coffee shops with an americano, cherry scone and a Douglas Adams novel (Dirk Gently’s Holistic Detective Agency).
I think i’ll be returning to Lytham the next time I need a breather from all that is Blackpool.
2 responses so far ↓
Lisa // September 4, 2007 at 12:50 pm |
Hiya Kev – no you can’t count the cherries in the scone as one of your ‘five a day’.
Arthur // September 5, 2007 at 9:51 am |
Hey bud, I vaguely remember St. Annes from when I lived in the midlands – who new there was sophistication there?! Talk to you soon bud, a x