Sun, sea, sand - and struggle

My first ever visit to Blackpool, last September, ticked pretty much all of the boxes: dipping toes in the water, a promenade stroll, a donkey ride on the beach for Stanley, copious quantities of fast food, various amusement arcades, enjoying a pint while watching pensioners waltz along to the sound of an end-of-the-pier organist. Photographer Dawn Mander looks at the town through the eyes of a local rather than a tourist, and in her pictures refuses to shy away from capturing the resort's faded glamour and the effect of years of neglect, as well as its bright lights and continued seafront vibrancy.

(Thanks to Rob for the link.)