Fleetwood the playground of my youth
Yesteryear when I was very young a big part of my under 11 years was spent taking a train to Fleetwood for 6 pence return and going catching crabs (non eatable) and periwinkles across the River Wyre on the Ferry to Knott End that is still used today.My mother would boil the periwinkles and pick them out of their snail looking shells with a needle 9( I wasn,t a fan meself) Fleetwood in the mid 50s was a very busy (trawling) fishing town.The trains no longer run from Blackpool and fishing in now recreational in a near dying town (For most of the 20th century, Fleetwood was a prominent deep-sea fishing port, but, since the 1970s, the fishing industry has declined precipitously and the town has undergone economic difficulties) BUT the best tasting fish (very fresh) and chips can still be bought at the busy restaurant by the ferry terminal
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