Gluten-Free From Liverpool to Blackpool
On Friday, I’d eaten well in the Victoria Gallery and Museum and then I’d had a gluten-free sandwich from Marks and Spencer on the ferry.
There were no gluten-free sandwiches at Lime Street Station. But this is what Marks & Spencer say on their website.
I broke the journey at Preston and managed to get a gluten-free roast chicken and pesto sandwich in Starbucks, which isn’t my favourite type, but it still filled a hole. Not too far from the station incidentally.
At Blackpool I checked the city centre for something to eat and there was nothing. Even Pizza Express seemed to serve a restricted menu, which didn’t have the salad nicoise. In the end I walked down the promenade to the football ground and didn’t see anywhere I’d have eaten, if I wasn’t a coeliac.
I did see this shop though.
Anos Pizza in Blackpool
I didn’t even ask!
So I didn’t eat anything. Not that I was that bothered at first, but as time for the match drew on, I felt I needed something. So I went into McDonalds and bought some fries and a Coke. The manager was very helpful and at least I used the time there to make a visit to their very clean toilet.
I couldn’t help thinking as I walked down the promenade, that there is nothing that would tempt me to stay any time in Blackpool. I’ve even seen better trams in a museum. This broken clock summed up Blackpool.
A Broken Clock in Blackpool
Or does it only work, when they switch the illuminations on? The picture was taken at 11:18
The Anonymous Widower 
I am not keen on the chicken pesto one.
Blackpool is a bit seedy. I rarely go now the daughters are past the illuminations. One year we went on the train with the plan of walking down the illuminations. We took a friend of Lynne’s, a lovely little girl whose daddy was from Nigeria. We went into the tower and asked for a family ticket – which was for 2 adults and 3 children. And the woman looked at Neil and I, and at the three little girls – two white ones and one coffee coloured one. And she looked again, and she looked at us, again, and at my daughter’s friend. Then saw the look of extreme anger on my face and gave me the family ticket. If she had refused there would have been serious repercussions from me.
I think the Pleasure Beach is the main attraction, lots of people, especially young and childless people, go up there.
Comment by liz | September 13, 2011 |