The Seacroft
Travel Blogs from Blackpool
The night before
School's out, work is on pause and the cottage industry is closed for Christmas. It's finally here after months of waiting and we're all beside ourselves with excitement.
The bags are packed (with space to spare thanks to Annette's frugal choice of clothes) and we have even managed to find room for Ellie much to Esther's relief.
We've got so many exciting new experiences ahead of us crammed into a 7 week trip. South East Asia here we come!
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Morning of NY
... of calm. Malc upstairs going through his collection of sunglasses, probably, Dan playing with his camera, Catherine buttering her toast... As I had come in like a ninja, due to my martial arts background, I met Daniel in the front room and shared my stress for "running late"... Thankfully calmness was not broken, Dan was a little bewildered, and like a true bug brother reassured me that we had plenty of time. We loaded up the car and now on our way to the big ...
Liverpool.....Yeh, Yeh, Yeh
... trip, where the focus was on centuries-old past, here we were revisiting our memories.
Of course, the Beatles are still a huge industry and the museum is just one of several Beatles-themed sites around Liverpool. It was reminiscent of our trip to Nashville, where we were immersed in all things Elvis. Thus, we also visited The Cavern, where they played as young lads and made their chops. It still has live Beatles cover bands every night. We both ...
Liverpool is way cool :-)
... which was quite interesting. The Liverpool accent is something you need to hear first hand it's bizarre throw in booze and you might as well be listening to another language. Went back to the local haunt for a few warm ups and a couple of games of pool. We then ended up at the cock and bottle. The owner lady heard my accent and then went on to introduce us to everyone then got me to sing men at work's land down under on ...
Easy day =)
I was lucky enough to have an amazing nights rest following my little day trip in Liverpool. I knew I didn't want to do much as I was going to be leaving on the 31st for Scotland. One thing I was dying to see was Formby Beach. I had heard so much about it, and I wanted to be by the water! So after a very lazy (can't even say leisurely here it was lazy) start to the morning, Uncle Dave, Holly Dog and I set out to Formby Beach. First to walk to the beach ...