Dunno, this picture just reminds me of the Morrissey song, "Everyday Is Like Sunday."
Taken in Blackpool. We love you really Blackpool



Trudging slowly over wet sand,
Back to the bench where your clothes were stolen.
This is the coastal town,
that they forgot to close down.
Armageddon.
Come armageddon
Come, armageddon, come.

Everyday is like Sunday
Everyday is silent and grey.

Hide on the prominade, etch a postcard:
"How I dearly wish I was not here."
In the seaside town, that they forgot to bomb..
Come, come, come, come, nuclear bomb.

Everyday is like Sunday
Everyday is silent and grey.

Trudging back over pebbles and sand
And a strange dust lands on your hands
And on your face.
On your face.
On your face.
On your face....

Everyday is like Sunday
"Win yourself a cheap tray."
Share some greased tea with me.
Everyday is silent and grey.