A mate of mine got married over the weekend in Blackpool, a place normally so fun-filled that even Hitler didn't want to bomb it. Obviously, this weekend it was a little quiter than the previous few times I've been. Stayed at The Melville Hotel- quiant, modest, friendly staff, unreliable Wi-Fi. My rendition of You've Lost That Loving Feeling in the bar's karaoke was well-received. The last night out I had in Blackpool was about 11 years ago. It's changed a lot, but then this weekend was a low key affair wit the emphasis on the wedding, rather than a bunch of 27-year-olds getting hammered all day in fancy dress.
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Donuts on the seafront
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The Atlantic Ocean
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Neck has grown, again
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Promenade decor
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Still, a fun weekend. Would be worth doing again after the restricitons were lifted. Ceremony, nights out and participants all fantastic. Find a few highlights on the
Insta story.
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