Sunny Holidays

[katex]

Aren't we lucky that most of us can afford to go abroad for holidays? Catch the sun in winter and a week here in the sun, a week there.
I have happy memories of the town closing mid-July and the station platform being crowded with an abundance of the population of Accrington excitingly awaiting the train heading to the West coast ... all classes sharing the camaraderie.
My destination was always Fleetwood, staying in someone's spare bedroom, my mum going to the market to buy the food to cook for tea.
Can't really remember the bad weather, except one particular occasion, when I had gone in the sea and the wind and rain demanded to appear. The sand, which is very fine at Fleetwood ,was beating against my legs and my Dad coming to help me back to the chalet we always hired on the beach.

My friend, who now has retired to Spain, used to go to places like Torquay in their Austin A7 and I thought that was very grand.

How times change, *****s me off when people grumble about their holidays abroad, know what I mean ?

[mez]

yes i do katex....ours used to be in a caravan at heysham in good old morcambe, but will admit to enjoying them as we got older it got to a boarding house. good old days.he he he

[sarah]

Any holiday, anywhere would be grand. More than happy with my own country, plenty of places yet to visit.

[katex]

Oh do so agree with you Sarah, having travelled extensively around the UK in the last 32 years, our country is sooo beautiful .. Scotland to die for and Northumbria (little known) wonderful. Could go on and on. Even lack of the sun doesn't worry me. Just the difference now, and how lots of people don't appreciate the fact that they have the funds to have holidays abroad, but like that with lots of things I suppose.

[Tinkerbelle]

I would love to visit Loch Lomond, my Nan and Grandad used to take caravan holidays there when I was little ..... I took my first baby steps at the side of that Loch

[grannyclaret]

i would like to be anywhere that isnt so cold....brrr

[jamesicus]

Athough I have vacationed in most of the great holiday destinations of the world during my lifetime, it is the holidays of my childhood that are fondest in my memory -- and that means: Blackpool!


Blackpool 1934 - with my mother and father

During the Depression years of the 1930s just about every Lancashire family that could afford it went to Blackpool for holiday during wake's week or August bank holiday. The travel by those marvelous steam trains to get there was itself memorable -- I can still recall the excitement of seeing the engine approaching Burnley Bank Top station and the thrill of arriving at Blackpool Central!

Blackpool continued to be the favored holiday vacation destination for Lancashire families throughout the war years. Travel was difficult and we were encouraged to stay at home for the Holidays -- or to go to close-by destinations -- Blackpool was certainly that. I have fond memories of many war-time Blackpool holidays and adventures.

[cashman]

Originally Posted by Tinkerbelle

I would love to visit Loch Lomond, my Nan and Grandad used to take caravan holidays there when I was little ..... I took my first baby steps at the side of that Loch

do you not mean loch ness tinks?

[pendy]

Does anyone remember the excitement of trying to be the first one to see the Tower? and the way it changed sides as the train drew on? Although the weather in Blackpool and Lytham was often not great, we didn't seem to feel the cold. And the way everyone sat on the beach dressed as if for a tea party?

I know we now can have fabulous holidays in faraway places, but are we really any happier with them than those much anticipated weeks at Blackpool?

[shakermaker]

You could probably have a better holiday in the Blackpool of old compared to to abroad; but Blackpool is a sh!t hole at the mo.

[Margaret Pilkington]

My mum used to buy 'Runabout tickets' they were 21 shillings for an adult and 10 shillings for children......we used to go all over on the trains using these tickets......though my Mum must have been knackered at the end of a week.....she had 4 of us to get ready each morning and would make up packed lunches to cut down on costs.......and we would often be down at the station for 8 am.

I remember one time when we were coming back from somewhere...can't just remember where now, except it was seaside......and we got on the wrong train and ended up in Carlisle. The station master there was very good to my Mum and gave us tea and biscuits in his office while we waited for a mail train to Preston......we were very late home that night......Dad wondered what had happened to us. We though it was a wonderful adventure.

[BLACKBURN RAVER]

well im going to jamaica in april and i cant flipin wait......hmmmmmmmmmmmm red stripe lager brewed in jamaica and supped in jamaica instead of gt harwood ...