With this week's prompt, I have gone for scary heights, scary views, and a look over the sea from the high point in my home town - Blackpool Tower.
|Blackpool Tower from the North Pier|
Until the 19th century, Blackpool was just a small hamlet. It rose to prominence with the building of the railway linking it to the mill towns of industrial Lancashire and Yorkshire and soon became England's most popular holiday resort. The unique Blackpool Illuminations were first switched on in 1879 to extend the season well into late autumn.
You can get a cranky lift to the top of the Tower and stand on a scary glass floor to view the town below.
|View over the North Pier|
|Looking towards the North Shore and North Promenade|
"One Saturday night I was in the Winter Gardens when I saw a young lady sitting on a settee. She got up and we said "Hello". I tried to find her again in the evening without success, even going to the exit door to watch people leave.
Two weeks later I was at the Tower Ballroom and who should come along but two ladies - and you have guessed that was your Mum and Aunt. Mum stopped to say "Hello" and we started talking and had a good chat. I asked if she would come to the cinema the next night and offered to come for her and take her home. She agreed. I thought it was rather brave of her to come with me when we had only just met to talk together.