I have a few days off work unexpectedly. I have been forced to use some of my holidays or lose them. Unfortunately, everyone I know is too busy to go away so I have decided to spend a few days alone in Blackpool. For those who don’t know, Blackpool is a seaside town in the north of England. It used to be a very busy exciting family destination up until about the 1980s. However nowadays it’s not quite the Las Vegas of the UK. it’s still trying it’s best. And it does still have an appeal, but if you ask someone from the UK about Blackpool you will either get a Love or Loath answer. There will rarely be anything in between.
Personally I like it. But perhaps that’s because it brings back happy memories of my childhood.
There are some nice parts to Blackpool and I don’t wanna slate the place. But it has also grown a very interesting Gay element to it, and a sort of seedy side that can be appealing to someone like myself. South Blackpool is the pleasure beach which is mainly family orientated, rollercoaster rides, amusement arcades and Funfair entertainment. The north however has Funny Girls (Drag Show/Bar) Gay bars, Gay saunas, and some interesting Gay men only B&Bs.
I wouldn’t say all these gay bars are classy places. In fact most of them are the exact opposite. They are what they are and what you see is what you get. but there are some nice B&Bs that are clean, cheap an well run.
Guess where I’m staying/drinking?. I should point out that I am specifically seeking out the worst side of Blackpool. this is probably not a good representation of the place.
But It Should be a interesting few days. I’m alone and bored so this means I have….
A. Time to Blog.
B. Time to get up to some mischief.
As I type this its 8pm in the evening and I’m gonna have a shower and go out for a drink. Alone, to meet someone I’ve never met before in a bar that looks like it was last painted 30 years ago and is full of people who look like they just came out of prison or rehab. What could possibly go wrong ?
I’m here until Friday. I’ll let you know how I get along and what I get up to.
If I miss posting one day it’s probably because I’ve been murdered.