Worked 11.00 - 5.00 £4.10 wages (ooo I had a 10p pay rise)
Got up at 9.00
Sam met me at lunch time
He was pissed (oops)
We went to the Houghton (the Houghton Arms pub, Southport)
At night we went to Follies = ok
The stupid girl that has been following Sam about apologised to me
She said she hadn't realised that me & Sam were so in love (hee hee pass me a bucket)
I started this blog at the end of April 2007 when I stumbled upon my teen diaries. It has grown and evolved since then with no particular plan or place to go in mind, which is great fun.
Yesterday Jeremy Jacobs asked if I was from Kent? & then popped me up on his site as 'Blog of the Week'... cool.
For those who may have not guessed I am not from Kent I am from the North West of England. I was born in a terraced house, with a small back yard in Liverpool. Which this year is the
European City of Culture.
There has been so much building work going on I hardly recognise my old city with its history of the Beatles.
The events planned seem endless, I am at a loss to catch up with it all. But I will be hunting out & planning regular jaunts over there this year.
Early doors we moved to the sea side resort of Southport. What a privileged place to grow up in. Sea, sand, fairground, amusements, sunshine and fresh air away from the city.We even used have an outdoor pool or lido... sadly no longer
Southport was 'born' in the late 1700's and became popular with the Victorians who would bathe in the sea, stroll along the promenade and Lord Street and take afternon tea in the very fashionable tearooms of the era.Apparently Napoleon Boneparte sought refuge in Southport and it is rumoured he based Paris's boulevards on Southport's Lord Street.
Then of course there was always the fairground. I found this wonderful site which has historic postcards of Fairground rides some of which are of Southport. It really is worth a look.
The British Open is being held in Southport this year too. A busy time in the North West....