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So, I go to Blackpool for the weekend, and that's the weekend that the whole of the north west decides to either get blown away by wind or flooded. We stayed in a very tall hotel on the seafront and Sam and I were on the fourth floor. The entire first night we got no sleep due to the wind keeping us awake, and then I got paranoid that a Tsunami was going to roll in and kill us. But it didn't.

But much fun was had. It was the fancy dress party I mentioned in an earlier entry and most of my friends from uni plus extras headed up to Blackpool where we all got put up in this hotel on the cheap and spent the weekend running around town pretending to be Northern, or getting drunk. I went to the party as Tinkerbell. Sam and his friend Rich were the Blues Brothers, and the DJ played that 'Everybody' song, so they had to get up and dance in front of everyone, which made them grumpy. I drank too much wine and ended up giving my wings and wand away to some chubby children who we found randomly in the hotel and who performed Britney dances for us.

But the best part of the weekend was deciding it might be fun to go down onto the beach because 'It can't be any more windy than it is up here'

WRONG!

Photos to follow.