500 trains a day or so it seemed
From smoky places cased in grime
Disgorging suits and frocks and kids
Excited at the sight of sand
Wakes weeks and bank holidays
A time for fun, a break from toil
With cases bulging, bags and spades
They crammed the prom and trod the piers
The tower looked down on all the glee
With fish and chips and pots of tea
Deck chair stripes flap in the sun
Built sandcastles, oh such fun
Out by 9 and back by 5 the B&B oh what a dive
Pleasure beach and then a tram
Lunch was only bread and jam
Wasps and flies and crunchy sand
Dads lost the plot and so has mam
Sun went in and now the rain
Time to go and catch the train
24 August 2019
Inspired by the headlines today that major railways lines will be closed over the Bank Holiday weekend causing untold disruption and heartache. Can you imagine the effect that would have had on Blackpool in its heyday, with over 500 trains a day visiting the resort in the 30's?
