the sights, the sounds, the smells that are " BLACKPOOL".
Sticky toffee apples, ‘Kiss me quick’, tame donkey’s on the beach, sand in hair, the seaweeds song, and parsons try to preach. As gulls fly in to steal your chips, the candy floss is bobbing, hot dogs ouze their mustard sauce, and trams so full, arn’t stopping. The funfair rides go round and round,... Sign in to see full entry.