Not a bad day today.
I feel a bit guilty, but relieved at the same time, so a call to Daniel this morning and time to make the most our bank holiday weekend.
I think Daniel is happy it's over too. It's only been a week but it's the same as when he had a boyfriend, it gets in the way of our matey relationship.
We put together and topped the car up. Forty quids worth! of petrol and drove to Blackpool for the day.
What a dump this place is turning into. The smell of fast food and piss is everywhere.
Apparently it was Blackpool Pride last weekend -which is a laugh in itself- so we missed out on that. Never mind, I'm sure it's like Manchester Pride but probably a bit more down market.
I feel a bit guilty, but relieved at the same time, so a call to Daniel this morning and time to make the most our bank holiday weekend.
I think Daniel is happy it's over too. It's only been a week but it's the same as when he had a boyfriend, it gets in the way of our matey relationship.
We put together and topped the car up. Forty quids worth! of petrol and drove to Blackpool for the day.
What a dump this place is turning into. The smell of fast food and piss is everywhere.
Apparently it was Blackpool Pride last weekend -which is a laugh in itself- so we missed out on that. Never mind, I'm sure it's like Manchester Pride but probably a bit more down market.
Meeeeoooowww, I'm sounding like an acid queen all of a sudden.
Anyway there were no gay men parading through the streets in their underpants and no drag queens staggering round looking for a shag.
Which for Blackpool is unusual in itself.
Which for Blackpool is unusual in itself.
There were hundreds of old fogies and men with tattoos though. In fact there were quite a few women with tats as well i seem to remember.
Anyways all we did was walk round and round in circles, ate crap, threw some coins away in an arcade on the Pier, and wandered round the pleasure beach.
We would have liked to have gone into some of the bars and drank a bit, but we spent all our money on petrol, which was a stupid thing to do because it didn't need £40 of petrol to get to Blackpool, we should have put 20 quid in and saved the rest for drinkies.
But i wouldn't have been able to have any more than one or two anyway, and i did get the best part of the deal in the end because i still have a car half full of petrol when we got back.
There was a little hassle from some kids in a cafe though when a group of little scroates came in and were mouthing off.
They couldn't have been any more that 11 or 12 years old. But they were throwing straws and shouting abuse at people as they came in.
Anyways all we did was walk round and round in circles, ate crap, threw some coins away in an arcade on the Pier, and wandered round the pleasure beach.
We would have liked to have gone into some of the bars and drank a bit, but we spent all our money on petrol, which was a stupid thing to do because it didn't need £40 of petrol to get to Blackpool, we should have put 20 quid in and saved the rest for drinkies.
But i wouldn't have been able to have any more than one or two anyway, and i did get the best part of the deal in the end because i still have a car half full of petrol when we got back.
There was a little hassle from some kids in a cafe though when a group of little scroates came in and were mouthing off.
They couldn't have been any more that 11 or 12 years old. But they were throwing straws and shouting abuse at people as they came in.
A big guy came and sat near us and one of the little brats sang to him, "me thin, you fat, me small, you twat" and they all laughed at him.
Daniel had a red top on and they thought he was a Man United fan (which made me smile because Daniel has absolutely no interest in Football whatsoever) and they were shouting crap at him about how shit Man U are.
Daniel agreed with them and then slapped one across the face as we left for being cheeky.
The little one got even more mouthy and i though we were gonna end up taking on a group of 11 year olds in a mass brawl in the street.
Daniel had a red top on and they thought he was a Man United fan (which made me smile because Daniel has absolutely no interest in Football whatsoever) and they were shouting crap at him about how shit Man U are.
Daniel agreed with them and then slapped one across the face as we left for being cheeky.
The little one got even more mouthy and i though we were gonna end up taking on a group of 11 year olds in a mass brawl in the street.
Trust me when i say that although they looked about 11 or 12, they were not little sweet and Innocent 11 or 12 year olds, they were tomorrows prison fodder and i was getting a bit scared if I'm honest. When he said he was gonna get his dad we legged it.
As we disappeared off into the distance one of them called us a couple of puffs.
So even at such a young age it's comforting to know that at least one of them had already started developing his gaydar.
We pissed ourselves laughing all the way home in the car, imagine being scared of a few kids, LOL.
Anyways it was a day out and a nice change, i have a touch of sunstroke but apart from that everything is great.
Better still the phone stopped ringing.
Bliss !
3 comments:
I see you found some of Blackpool's "charming" aspects - the yobs, the smell of piss in the air, and rubbish everywhere. LOL!
Yes, i have no idea why i am drawn to this place, it's everything i should hate, but i still go every now and then.
It reminds me of when i was a kid.
It sounds like Columbus at Oktoberfest, similar things. Trash everywhere, scent of piss charming little bastards ya wanna strangle. But we've only got a riverfront, no true beach:P
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