Blackpool was lovely. Glorious weather and the roller coasters running like shit off shovels. Took two pals (Harvey Nicks types) and they hated it. The bars were full of freaks which made the new twisted and sick BBC3 drama 'Funland' seem like a documentary.
Mum and Dad arrived on Friday to take Edward to Northumberland with them as Darren and I are off on our hols this weekend. Then Mum got poorly and had to go to hospital and she's still there. Problems in the digestive tracts involving lots of blood (like I said to her, "well, it is Halloween Mum"). The consultant wants to look at her poo under a microscope but so far she's not obliged him. Dad is taking some hazelnuts to her tonight as they usually get her going. I'll let you know.