Blackpool was once the number one holiday destination for working-class British families. It used to attract 17 million of them a year until cheap, all-inclusive holidays to Spain cut their business in half. They called it “The Las Vegas Of The North” because of its bright lights and reputation for bawdy thrills and miles of slot machines.
These days the town makes most of its money from old people and “stag and hen” nights; drunken pre-nuptial parties with half naked gangs of lairy lads and lasses falling in and out of strip clubs, sex shops, bars, brothels, and gift shops like the one from where we bought Vickie here.
