It's an absolute toilet.
Growing up there in the 70s as a kid 80s as a teen into my 20s in the 90s was brilliant as has been written it was none stop action I knew everyone some of the lads I grew up with their fathers were all up to no good in one way or another making money off the prom and it really was an education and exciting to be out and about then.
I left school in the mid 80s there were around 40 something nightclubs and hundreds of pubs which were all packed to the rafters and mostly we could get in for free,because everyone around that life of fun , women , clubs etc knew each other locals all alike
Sad to say the place is now unrecognisable as the place I grew up in half the guesthouses are closed falling down , all the decent clothes shops are gone replaced by shifty pound shops or boarded up.
All the clubs have gone , but one and all the original pubs too.
Lytham 4 miles up the road is thriving and Poulton Le Fylde 3 mile inland is a decent place too, but Blackpool I hate the place .
All my old pals either sadly died or moved on.
I moved back inland in 06 after a couple of years over here (currently in Thailand on holiday) but in late 07 my eldest lad was born in U.K then we had another son in 2011 so I decided that their life and education was more important and I wanted them to have a Western education.
Hopefully it's payed off the eldest is trying to get in The RAF in February I'm taking him for his aptitude test for the RAF in Manchester so hopefully he'll make me proud and get in and have the life I always wanted for him travelling the world and becoming a real man.
The youngest leaves school in 2 and a half years too.
Blackpool has given me that , but actually I don't live in the town centre anymore and if I go out it's Manchester at least it's still buzzing there and going the right way.
Hopefully I'll be over here in 5 years for the winters , but who knows what life holds