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we are off to Fleetwood beer festival in a few weeks and then stopping in the cemetery to check on the graves of said grandparents before we come home. ..
I wouldn't bother doing that. They won't have moved!
Apparantly one of my ancestors was the first person to ride a bike in Fleetwood. I visited relatives there a few times as a child.
My grandparents lived there all their lives.
In fact...
we are off to Fleetwood beer festival in a few weeks and then stopping in the cemetery to check on the graves of said grandparents before we come home.
I still have nostalgic memories of the pier although the ferryboat arcade was always better.
Covered in sh*t, literally. Closest hill to me is Skiddy Brae, and 'skiddy' in Orkney dialect means 'sh*tty' . . . . . so 'the hill of sh*t' and even today it's not far wrong.
Still better than anywhere I've lived/been in England.
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