I've been to Blackpool. Twice. And loved its bawdy hands-on-hips attitude to its visitors. We took Sonshine to the Pleasure Beach both times and we have extended our Bravery Repetoire by at least one stomach-churning ride.
We were in Glasgow at the beginning of January (yep - a Staycation) and Tertarus thought that it would be a Good Thing to go to the Kelvinhall Carnival. Well, that's what it used to be called. Now it's the SECC Carnival. The same thing only with a different frock on.
Here is Tertarus and Sonshine on the Ghost Train:
26 Jan 2011
10 Jan 2011
|Miss Mansfield - never knowingly underdressed|
I knew exactly the place I wanted to go - Nirvana: Biba in Frasers.
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