For reasons beyond my comprehension I keep dreaming about Blackpool tower ... though in various different forms. Last night I dreamed that I could see it from Whitehaven harbour. Blackpool was a fairly significant part of my childhood experiences so that might be why. I must admit that last time that I went there (Bill and Alan were part of the party) I was a bit disappointed with it .. not in the company but the fact that it was pissing it down and seemed full of rather aggressive people. It's not how I remembered it but .. sailor vee.
I heard a bird cry, sharp and free. My name is Jordan.
In the observation deck you're closed in. I never felt bothered by it, but I still couldn't get myself to walk over the transparent floor panel in spite of being assured by the guide that it's probably significantly newer and stronger than the rest of the tower.