Sunday, March 27, 2011

Sunset at Morecambe

The clocks having gone forward finally, me and the husband took an evening stroll in Morecambe. Apart from a few recalcitrant teenagers, we had the whole place to ourselves as dusk fell.

Morecambe feels like an elderly, occasionally incontinent, much-loved relative who I feel guilty for not visiting enough. I have long stopped wishing that it could have a snazzy regeneration and turn into a hip and happening place. Instead, visiting it feels like walking through a huge open-air musuem. I think everyone who lives there should be made to dress in inter-war year clothing, and Gracie Fields should be piped from loud-speakers on every street corner.

And yes, if you look at that first picture, you will see the inspiration for the name of this blog. If you are ever in Morecambe, do visit it.





4 comments:

Anonymous said...

Where'd all the people go? It looks like the set of one of those post-apocalyptic films where the protagonist wakes to find that he's the only person left in the world.

Thank God there are *two* shadows on that final photo...

Lubin said...

I agree - I was comparing it to being in the apocalyptic comptuer game Fallout.

It does get busier in summer season, but for about 8 months of the year, it's very quiet.

Old Cheeser said...

Great pics, very nostalgic feel, even if it's now!! The builgin next to "Coopers Amusements" looks like a converted cinema/bingo hall...

Lubin said...

It's now a shop, though it must have been a great cinema once upon a time.