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A Line in Southport’s Sand

I spent the New Year period in Southport, once of Lancashire now Merseyside. For those that have never visited the area, Southport is sometimes called ‘the classic seaside resort’ and for some appealing reasons. I can relate that Liverpool is 16.4 miles south along the west coast, and that the Blackpool Tower is visible to the north up the coast. I can also inform of the facilities available and detail the formidable calendar of events, but I hope to make this a more personal view of the town rather than a straightforward travelogue.

Not a very long distance from my home in Nottingham, the journey is however not a direct one and bizarrely usually means driving quite a few miles south and over to Stoke-on-Trent before joining the M6 motorway and the the quickest way to the west coast resort. An attractive option is to drive through the pretty Derbyshire Peak District though there is a cost in time. It’s a very slightly tortuous route through small villages and hamlets to Southport from most meaningful places, and perhaps this is what ultimately adds to it’s unspoilt appeal.

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January 12, 2008 Posted by | On The Road | , , , | 2 Comments