I’ve had one caramel apple in the last decade. I ate it in Blackpool, leaning on a railing surveying the resort’s vast but mostly empty beach. Below me I studied a family spread out on a big blanket.

Blackpool leads the way in tourist attractions and whilst many are part of the sheer fabric of the resort, others come and go.

Emotive and nostalgic, they reflect the vibe of the era from local rocks bands and popular night spots to how we spent our ...