So hello from Liverpool. It’s the weekend of the Eurovision Song Contest, being held in the city on behalf of Ukraine for reasons we are all aware of. It was a good reason to visit the city, I don’t live too far away which oddly can work against coming here, too easy, go next week syndrome. Anyway I’m here and doing my walk about. I’ be started at the top […]
The clocks here in the UK have long since gone into summer time mode so it’s time to be out and about again. There’s nothing to be gained letting a day go to waste, life doesn’t give refunds. It’s a little while since I’ve been out to the Thursday street market at Ormskirk, it’s on Saturdays too, so that was the perfect excuse to get out of the house for […]
Lytham is on the branch line that runs from the main line to Blackpool North, it leaves that route at Kirkham & Wesham and heads down towards the coast on the estuary of the River Ribble as it flows out towards the Irish Sea.
Outside the skies are gray, the wind is blowing and the rain is falling. Not the best of evenings. But on the plus side March is nearly here and Spring is creeping ever closer. The returning pleasures of long days and sunshine, throwing off the mole like hibernating habits of winter.
The Telephone Box, not the time travelling blue one but the everyday, sometimes slightly smelly, red one. Once a feature on every street corner, they are now disappearing at a faster and faster rate, their purpose in life falling victim to the now ubiquitous mobile.
Ah Blackpool, the Queen of the Lancashire coast some would say, cheeky, fun, rowdy sometimes but it always does what it says on the tin
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