Some British seaside resorts double as lazy jokes. Skegness, Blackpool and Clacton-on-Sea are names that trip off the tongue when there’s chatter about sunshine, holidays and the not-actually-that-good old days. The irony is partly to do with class, partly to do with cultural history, and a teeny bit to do with onomatopoeia. People like to […]
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