Well and truly windswept.
When I was at home in Manchester I went on the traditional, yearly trip with the family to see the lights in Blackpool. It was officially the windiest day, quite possibly ever... but I strangely embraced it. I felt like my insides had been shaken awake - blown into life. When we cross the threshold into Blackpool, something clicks inside of me and I feel 5 years old again. I just want to run up and down the beach and screen excitedly when a new set of lights are discovered. Great, much needed day out.
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