No posts on here for a few days, as I have been away with my family in the north west.
I managed to squeeze in day trips to Southport and Blackpool, and a second trip to Colwyn Bay Cricket Club, this time to see Lancashire defeat the Unicorns on the last ball in a 40 over match.
For any men in middle age, I would thoroughly recommend a trip to Blackpool. Firstly there is the outside chance that Ian Holloway will offer you a professional football contract. Yes, he is that desperate. Secondly, the place is an amazing boost to your ego. There I was feeling rather overweight, lazy, worried about my diet and that I don't do enough exercise. Five minutes strolling along the sea front and looking at some of the other guys my age walking (I say walking, but some were on sticks and even mobility scooters, despite being barely in their 40s or 50s) - I felt like the world triathlon champion compared to many of my peers.
If only the vendors had a shirt "I went to Blackpool and realised I was not a fat bastard after all" they would make a fortune!